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 Bulgaria and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes 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 Anthony Braxton to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tropical Tobacco,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tommy Roe,
Peter and Kerry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
D'Angelo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marvin Gaye,
Sonic Youth,
Ossler,
FM Einheit,
Excepter,
Television,
Flash Fearless,
the Swans,
Junior Murvin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Litter,
Main Source,
The Move,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soft Cell,
The Misunderstood,
Laurel Aitken,
The Sonics,
Country Teasers,
Scratch Acid,
Bluetip,
Masters at Work,
Todd Rundgren,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kerrie Biddell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Janne Schatter,
The Doors,
Gichy Dan,
Tom Boy,
Silicon Teens,
Drexciya,
Nas,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Black Flag,
Tears for Fears,
Brick,
Skriet,
One Last Wish,
John Cale,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Steve Hackett,
Das Ding,
Popol Vuh,
Bill Near,
Public Enemy,
X-102,
Chrome,
Marc Almond,
Idris Muhammad,
Index,
X-101,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.