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 Lebanon and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Music Machine to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lucky Dragons,
Technova,
Derrick May,
Joey Negro,
The Sound,
Wolf Eyes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Charles Mingus,
The Mojo Men,
The Offenders,
Gabor Szabo,
Camberwell Now,
The American Breed,
Vladislav Delay,
Nik Kershaw,
Sällskapet,
Spoonie Gee,
The Gories,
Alison Limerick,
The Grass Roots,
Ultimate Spinach,
Section 25,
The Martian,
Nick Fraelich,
Sight & Sound,
John Foxx,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Simply Red,
The Cure,
Outsiders,
Reuben Wilson,
Public Enemy,
Main Source,
Howard Jones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Maleditus Sound,
Ludus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Radio Birdman,
Interpol,
Magma,
Kevin Saunderson,
David Axelrod,
The Doors,
Gang Starr,
A Certain Ratio,
In Retrospect,
Oblivians,
Con Funk Shun,
Minor Threat,
Q65,
Heaven 17,
Y Pants,
Minnie Riperton,
Eden Ahbez,
The Dead C,
James White and The Blacks,
Smog,
Pierre Henry,
Fad Gadget,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.