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 Egypt and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 arpeggiator 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 The Searchers to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Nils Olav,
Funkadelic,
The Busters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eve St. Jones,
Porter Ricks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Maurizio,
Roger Hodgson,
Yazoo,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Motions,
Kevin Saunderson,
Oneida,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bob Dylan,
Tomorrow,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rosa Yemen,
Das Ding,
Ralphi Rosario,
Aloha Tigers,
Erasure,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flipper,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Howard Jones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tears for Fears,
Joe Finger,
The Fall,
Sällskapet,
Bad Manners,
Gerry Rafferty,
Erykah Badu,
Robert Wyatt,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Sound,
Neil Young,
Cluster,
Eurythmics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deepchord,
The Moleskins,
Arab on Radar,
Mars,
8 Eyed Spy,
DJ Style,
Khruangbin,
Subhumans,
Piero Umiliani,
Cal Tjader,
The Wake,
The Detroit Cobras,
World's Most,
Agitation Free,
Anakelly,
The Golliwogs,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.