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 Venezuela and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Peter & Gordon to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Technova,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joe Smooth,
Quantec,
the Swans,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kenny Larkin,
The Divine Comedy,
Television,
Cheater Slicks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Malaria!,
Fad Gadget,
Crispian St. Peters,
DJ Sneak,
Kerri Chandler,
The Selecter,
The Cure,
Agitation Free,
Livin' Joy,
Rosa Yemen,
Barbara Tucker,
Niagra,
Roxette,
Danielle Patucci,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sugar Minott,
Cal Tjader,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Average White Band,
Stetsasonic,
John Cale,
The Leaves,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Arthur Verocai,
Prince Buster,
Avey Tare,
Robert Hood,
Rakim,
Throbbing Gristle,
F. McDonald,
Fatback Band,
John Lydon,
Sonic Youth,
The Beau Brummels,
The New Christs,
Tubeway Army,
Siglo XX,
Royal Trux,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ituana,
Dennis Brown,
Wally Richardson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.