Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Switzerland and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Eurythmics,
Scrapy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Chrome,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bang On A Can,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
David Bowie,
8 Eyed Spy,
Al Stewart,
Magazine,
The Evens,
Fluxion,
Excepter,
Infiniti,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Blues Magoos,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Smoke,
Ultimate Spinach,
Symarip,
The Five Americans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Whodini,
Soulsonic Force,
Groovy Waters,
Morten Harket,
Neil Young,
Alphaville,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soul II Soul,
T.S.O.L.,
Neu!,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Echospace,
Goldenarms,
The Pop Group,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Average White Band,
Hot Snakes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Buzzcocks,
Popol Vuh,
John Cale,
Gong,
This Heat,
the Sonics,
John Foxx,
Ultravox,
Shoche,
Terrestrial Tones,
Los Fastidios,
Niagra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Masters at Work,
Alice Coltrane,
Grey Daturas,
Toni Rubio,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.