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 St Lucia and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Cairo.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Byron Stingily to the rap 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pierre Henry,
Essential Logic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Japan,
Pylon,
Intrusion,
EPMD,
Babytalk,
T. Rex,
Monolake,
Visage,
10cc,
Sandy B,
The Stooges,
Tim Buckley,
Gastr Del Sol,
Morten Harket,
Alton Ellis,
Roxette,
Davy DMX,
Rod Modell,
The Trojans,
The Leaves,
Shoche,
Gang of Four,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eric Dolphy,
The Cramps,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scrapy,
Arab on Radar,
Faraquet,
The Invisible,
Radiohead,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Joyce Sims,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lou Christie,
Ronan,
Bluetip,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jeff Lynne,
Cybotron,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Qualms,
Organ,
DJ Style,
Excepter,
Neil Young,
Hoover,
OOIOO,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Dead C,
Basic Channel,
Agitation Free,
Maleditus Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
Letta Mbulu,
Dawn Penn,
Schoolly D,
The American Breed,
The Young Rascals,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.