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 Guatemala 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Aloha Tigers to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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 Divine Comedy,
Idris Muhammad,
One Last Wish,
Crash Course in Science,
Sandy B,
Bluetip,
Stereo Dub,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lakeside,
Kurtis Blow,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Television,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eurythmics,
Fugazi,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Swans,
Bill Wells,
Brick,
Groovy Waters,
Intrusion,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Sound,
Basic Channel,
the Sonics,
Jacob Miller,
D'Angelo,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scott Walker,
Camouflage,
Matthew Halsall,
Panda Bear,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Isaac Hayes,
The Barracudas,
Soulsonic Force,
Babytalk,
Joyce Sims,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Smog,
Accadde A,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Boogie Down Productions,
Oneida,
Roy Ayers,
Connie Case,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
L. Decosne,
X-101,
the Normal,
Grandmaster Flash,
Suicide,
Man Eating Sloth,
Moby Grape,
The Young Rascals,
Jimmy McGriff,
LL Cool J,
The Five Americans,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.