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 Cuba and from Shanghai.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Massinfluence,
Ralphi Rosario,
Max Romeo,
Monks,
John Holt,
Roxy Music,
Marmalade,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
A Certain Ratio,
Masters at Work,
Rakim,
Aaron Thompson,
Gichy Dan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lakeside,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Panda Bear,
the Bar-Kays,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cameo,
Connie Case,
Cluster,
Joyce Sims,
The Sonics,
Camberwell Now,
OOIOO,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Moebius,
Jacob Miller,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rhythm & Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scrapy,
Cymande,
Funkadelic,
Pantytec,
Cecil Taylor,
Crispy Ambulance,
Technova,
Chrome,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lou Christie,
Slick Rick,
Hardrive,
Stereo Dub,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Danielle Patucci,
The Moody Blues,
Davy DMX,
The Count Five,
Clear Light,
Minor Threat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Archie Shepp,
Swans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ituana,
Lou Reed,
Mandrill,
The Fire Engines,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.