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 East Timor and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Skarface to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fela Kuti,
Drexciya,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sam Rivers,
Nirvana,
Soul II Soul,
the Human League,
Donald Byrd,
Sight & Sound,
The Count Five,
Rhythm & Sound,
Goldenarms,
Negative Approach,
Yaz,
Arcadia,
Crispy Ambulance,
Depeche Mode,
Morten Harket,
Monolake,
the Soft Cell,
Pussy Galore,
Swans,
Crime,
Ice-T,
Oblivians,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Roger Hodgson,
EPMD,
OOIOO,
Lindisfarne,
Anakelly,
Blancmange,
Idris Muhammad,
Eric Copeland,
Make Up,
Banda Bassotti,
Ohio Players,
Nils Olav,
Panda Bear,
Alphaville,
Steve Hackett,
Alice Coltrane,
LL Cool J,
Mark Hollis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Monochrome Set,
Electric Prunes,
Fat Boys,
Aloha Tigers,
Deadbeat,
John Cale,
The Doors,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.