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 Korea South and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe 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 The Misunderstood to the grime 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Matthew Bourne,
Japan,
Maleditus Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
FM Einheit,
Dave Gahan,
Warsaw,
Joey Negro,
Bronski Beat,
Oneida,
Tres Demented,
Sister Nancy,
Flash Fearless,
The Happenings,
Crooked Eye,
Gil Scott Heron,
Reagan Youth,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sight & Sound,
Accadde A,
Camberwell Now,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultimate Spinach,
ABC,
Lakeside,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Remains,
Pylon,
John Cale,
Rites of Spring,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Monks,
Henry Cow,
Juan Atkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Adolescents,
The Motions,
Yaz,
OOIOO,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultravox,
Camouflage,
Delta 5,
Marc Almond,
The Knickerbockers,
Kas Product,
Althea and Donna,
Alton Ellis,
T.S.O.L.,
Nirvana,
John Holt,
Grauzone,
Severed Heads,
Babytalk,
Rekid,
Cymande,
Roxy Music,
Joe Smooth,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.