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 Macedonia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 oboe 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 T.S.O.L. to the rock 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Nirvana,
Porter Ricks,
Joe Smooth,
The Fugs,
June Days,
Fatback Band,
Bush Tetras,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lakeside,
Piero Umiliani,
DJ Style,
Underground Resistance,
The Mojo Men,
Excepter,
Infiniti,
Jeru the Damaja,
Crime,
Jacques Brel,
Ultimate Spinach,
David Axelrod,
Lungfish,
Erykah Badu,
The Invisible,
Ten City,
Technova,
FM Einheit,
Television Personalities,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Second Layer,
Sällskapet,
Brothers Johnson,
Flash Fearless,
Vladislav Delay,
Joensuu 1685,
Pet Shop Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Electric Prunes,
DJ Sneak,
Yellowson,
Moebius,
Los Fastidios,
The Modern Lovers,
Al Stewart,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Donald Byrd,
Brass Construction,
Boz Scaggs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Barry Ungar,
Schoolly D,
Todd Rundgren,
The Doors,
Freddie Wadling,
Kerrie Biddell,
Icehouse,
Thee Headcoats,
Chris Corsano,
Blancmange,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.