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 Honduras and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Quadrant to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
E-Dancer,
Grauzone,
Make Up,
Susan Cadogan,
Motorama,
One Last Wish,
Iggy Pop,
Bush Tetras,
The Saints,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Wake,
The Monks,
Tres Demented,
Ronan,
The Fire Engines,
The Sonics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Oneida,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barbara Tucker,
John Cale,
Ossler,
The Litter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roger Hodgson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gichy Dan,
Smog,
China Crisis,
Stereo Dub,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Birthday Party,
Average White Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Clear Light,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bobby Byrd,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nik Kershaw,
Swell Maps,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Knickerbockers,
Basic Channel,
Depeche Mode,
The Blackbyrds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New York Dolls,
The Star Department,
The Neon Judgement,
Fela Kuti,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mark Hollis,
X-102,
CMW,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.