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 Korea North and from New York.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Joe Smooth to the funk 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cal Tjader,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sparks,
Rekid,
kango's stein massive,
Chrome,
Swans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pussy Galore,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joe Smooth,
X-Ray Spex,
The Human League,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scan 7,
The Fortunes,
Magma,
The Associates,
Kas Product,
Morten Harket,
Can,
The J.B.'s,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quando Quango,
Bobby Sherman,
Sam Rivers,
The Gories,
Zero Boys,
Black Flag,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kenny Larkin,
Jacob Miller,
Whodini,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nas,
John Foxx,
Piero Umiliani,
Marvin Gaye,
Skriet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Big Daddy Kane,
Trumans Water,
Donald Byrd,
The Offenders,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobby Byrd,
Scrapy,
Brand Nubian,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eric Copeland,
Monolake,
The Seeds,
The Trojans,
The Velvet Underground,
Ludus,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.