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 Antigua and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Intrusion to the techno 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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Lower 48,
The Tremeloes,
Pussy Galore,
Main Source,
Pulsallama,
The Mummies,
D'Angelo,
Avey Tare,
Robert Wyatt,
David Bowie,
Tres Demented,
Dual Sessions,
Ultra Naté,
Funky Four + One,
Colin Newman,
Japan,
DNA,
Cybotron,
Derrick Morgan,
Qualms,
The Motions,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tommy Roe,
Porter Ricks,
Minor Threat,
Isaac Hayes,
Tears for Fears,
Sparks,
Scrapy,
Lalann,
James White and The Blacks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eden Ahbez,
Heaven 17,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Count Five,
Bluetip,
Tomorrow,
Grey Daturas,
Urselle,
Minnie Riperton,
Cymande,
The Selecter,
Soulsonic Force,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Carl Craig,
The Velvet Underground,
Bush Tetras,
Crispy Ambulance,
Khruangbin,
Electric Prunes,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ice-T,
Archie Shepp,
Fluxion,
Rekid,
These Immortal Souls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.