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 Marshall Islands and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
The Cure,
Blake Baxter,
The Saints,
Liliput,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dual Sessions,
Danielle Patucci,
The Skatalites,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Mojo Men,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dead Boys,
The Velvet Underground,
Gerry Rafferty,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Siglo XX,
The Five Americans,
Eric Copeland,
Organ,
Sonic Youth,
Spoonie Gee,
Excepter,
Interpol,
Arthur Verocai,
Pulsallama,
Marc Almond,
Talk Talk,
Alison Limerick,
The Raincoats,
Wolf Eyes,
Grey Daturas,
Mission of Burma,
Newcleus,
Camouflage,
The Flesh Eaters,
cv313,
Suicide,
Harry Pussy,
Eve St. Jones,
Thompson Twins,
Basic Channel,
Mantronix,
Faraquet,
Gang Starr,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jandek,
Slave,
Max Romeo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ronnie Foster,
The Real Kids,
Funkadelic,
Letta Mbulu,
Oneida,
Davy DMX,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pagans,
Ultravox,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.