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 Slovakia and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the dance 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Bobby Sherman,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
China Crisis,
Brass Construction,
Cal Tjader,
Zapp,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Index,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mark Hollis,
Mr. Review,
Deepchord,
The Pop Group,
the Sonics,
Cameo,
Pere Ubu,
Audionom,
The Selecter,
Gang of Four,
Donald Byrd,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fire Engines,
a-ha,
Janne Schatter,
Kevin Saunderson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
T. Rex,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kas Product,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Skatalites,
Ituana,
Funkadelic,
Hashim,
Cluster,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gap Band,
Juan Atkins,
Camberwell Now,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soul II Soul,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Stooges,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Wake,
Kayak,
The Motions,
Half Japanese,
Saccharine Trust,
Toni Rubio,
Byron Stingily,
Symarip,
Metal Thangz,
10cc,
Barry Ungar,
New Order,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.