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 Andorra and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the funk 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All 48th St. Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Schoolly D,
Jawbox,
Judy Mowatt,
Cymande,
Pole,
Minor Threat,
The Stooges,
Sarah Menescal,
R.M.O.,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bang On A Can,
UT,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fatback Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Harpers Bizarre,
AZ,
The Invisible,
Gabor Szabo,
Iggy Pop,
Royal Trux,
Mantronix,
The Kinks,
Stereo Dub,
Fela Kuti,
Electric Prunes,
One Last Wish,
The Wake,
Scrapy,
Pylon,
Erasure,
The Velvet Underground,
Zapp,
The Mummies,
Cecil Taylor,
The Searchers,
Sällskapet,
Sandy B,
Pierre Henry,
The Offenders,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Zero Boys,
the Association,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
China Crisis,
Animal Collective,
Soft Machine,
Accadde A,
The Gories,
Boredoms,
Young Marble Giants,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Görl,
Ohio Players,
Eli Mardock,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.