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 Liechtenstein and from Stockholm.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mighty Diamonds 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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Lower 48,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Altered Images,
John Foxx,
Goldenarms,
Cheater Slicks,
Chris & Cosey,
Johnny Osbourne,
Blossom Toes,
Mad Mike,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The J.B.'s,
Derrick Morgan,
New York Dolls,
Letta Mbulu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Modern Lovers,
The Sound,
Bad Manners,
David McCallum,
The Standells,
Matthew Bourne,
Depeche Mode,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dual Sessions,
Skaos,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fuzztones,
Livin' Joy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Swell Maps,
Infiniti,
the Germs,
Popol Vuh,
Khruangbin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nirvana,
Nils Olav,
Jimmy McGriff,
Country Teasers,
The Angels of Light,
Gabor Szabo,
Thee Headcoats,
Marmalade,
Sparks,
Royal Trux,
Bronski Beat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
ABC,
Guru Guru,
Visage,
The Blackbyrds,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.