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 Korea South and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 The Doobie Brothers to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Joensuu 1685,
The Fugs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Marine Girls,
Rufus Thomas,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cal Tjader,
Simply Red,
Babytalk,
Sarah Menescal,
AZ,
Avey Tare,
Rakim,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Masters at Work,
Sällskapet,
The Wake,
DJ Style,
Goldenarms,
Bad Manners,
The Blackbyrds,
Clear Light,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Fortunes,
Alton Ellis,
Lindisfarne,
The Trojans,
Swans,
Pantytec,
Joy Division,
Slick Rick,
Moebius,
Motorama,
Soulsonic Force,
the Normal,
Outsiders,
A Certain Ratio,
La Düsseldorf,
Aural Exciters,
Khruangbin,
Ice-T,
H. Thieme,
Jacob Miller,
48th St. Collective,
The Leaves,
John Holt,
The Last Poets,
Harpers Bizarre,
Connie Case,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Boz Scaggs,
Ten City,
Roxette,
Thee Headcoats,
The Neon Judgement,
Alice Coltrane,
Zero Boys,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.