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 Iran and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lalo Schifrin to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Cheater Slicks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Outsiders,
Scrapy,
The Real Kids,
Au Pairs,
Japan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
One Last Wish,
Whodini,
Wally Richardson,
Scion,
Sex Pistols,
Goldenarms,
Average White Band,
Fear,
T.S.O.L.,
ABC,
Brass Construction,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pierre Henry,
Alice Coltrane,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
New York Dolls,
The Golliwogs,
Cecil Taylor,
Rakim,
ABBA,
LL Cool J,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jerry's Kids,
Accadde A,
The Fortunes,
Silicon Teens,
Ultra Naté,
JFA,
cv313,
Curtis Mayfield,
Danielle Patucci,
Anakelly,
Loose Ends,
Sparks,
The Motions,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eric Copeland,
The Star Department,
Letta Mbulu,
Prince Buster,
The Dave Clark Five,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wings,
Surgeon,
Brand Nubian,
the Normal,
Alphaville,
Make Up,
MC5,
John Lydon,
Soft Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.