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 Botswana and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rekid to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thee Headcoats,
The Divine Comedy,
Massinfluence,
Robert Görl,
Piero Umiliani,
Danielle Patucci,
Arcadia,
Marc Almond,
The Electric Prunes,
Hot Snakes,
Blossom Toes,
Aural Exciters,
Soft Machine,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tomorrow,
The Saints,
Supertramp,
Faraquet,
The Gladiators,
Darondo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Mojo Men,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dawn Penn,
Model 500,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Christie,
Kurtis Blow,
The Velvet Underground,
Lebanon Hanover,
Popol Vuh,
Banda Bassotti,
The Dave Clark Five,
Funky Four + One,
Ralphi Rosario,
Metal Thangz,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Doors,
Amon Düül II,
Stetsasonic,
The Last Poets,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Skatalites,
Lalo Schifrin,
New Age Steppers,
The Remains,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Drive Like Jehu,
Angry Samoans,
Television,
The Smoke,
The Slackers,
Althea and Donna,
David Bowie,
Mary Jane Girls,
Television Personalities,
Oneida,
Basic Channel,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.