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 Albania and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron 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 Desert Stars to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Davy DMX,
Saccharine Trust,
Oblivians,
Yellowson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scion,
New York Dolls,
The Five Americans,
Joy Division,
Pet Shop Boys,
Patti Smith,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lalo Schifrin,
Slave,
Electric Prunes,
UT,
Peter and Kerry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Animal Collective,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Modern Lovers,
Inner City,
Matthew Bourne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sex Pistols,
Bill Wells,
Eric B and Rakim,
Zero Boys,
Sonic Youth,
Jeru the Damaja,
Excepter,
Bill Near,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Livin' Joy,
Stereo Dub,
Jeff Mills,
The Barracudas,
Magma,
Thompson Twins,
Don Cherry,
The Moody Blues,
Lucky Dragons,
Jerry's Kids,
Grandmaster Flash,
Make Up,
Lower 48,
Monolake,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Christie,
Mission of Burma,
John Cale,
Can,
Index,
The Gories,
Cameo,
Amazonics,
The Fuzztones,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.