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 New Zealand and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rotary Connection to the funk 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Isaac Hayes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Associates,
Can,
Brothers Johnson,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Cramps,
Loose Ends,
X-102,
Ultravox,
Byron Stingily,
Desert Stars,
Glambeats Corp.,
Stereo Dub,
Derrick Morgan,
LL Cool J,
Marc Almond,
Toni Rubio,
Technova,
New York Dolls,
Gabor Szabo,
Bobby Byrd,
The Smoke,
Model 500,
Don Cherry,
Reagan Youth,
Cheater Slicks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Adolescents,
Rosa Yemen,
Sun Ra,
Bush Tetras,
Sex Pistols,
Prince Buster,
Sparks,
Derrick May,
Bronski Beat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Maurizio,
Absolute Body Control,
Arab on Radar,
Aswad,
Newcleus,
John Coltrane,
Slave,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Blackbyrds,
Half Japanese,
Piero Umiliani,
Soft Cell,
Index,
Suburban Knight,
Babytalk,
Letta Mbulu,
The Kinks,
David Bowie,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.