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 Georgia and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Bauhaus to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Five Americans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Young Rascals,
Barrington Levy,
The Fall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ludus,
Lakeside,
Procol Harum,
Negative Approach,
The Pretty Things,
Basic Channel,
The Mummies,
Dawn Penn,
Alice Coltrane,
Cameo,
Moby Grape,
Fatback Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
10cc,
Pharoah Sanders,
DNA,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Skatalites,
The Fortunes,
The Busters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Buzzcocks,
Aloha Tigers,
Marc Almond,
Magma,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Yellowson,
KRS-One,
Bang On A Can,
Absolute Body Control,
Radiohead,
Theoretical Girls,
The Moleskins,
Anakelly,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Q65,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Neon Judgement,
The Angels of Light,
Aswad,
Aural Exciters,
Rapeman,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Faust,
Clear Light,
Scott Walker,
The Techniques,
Electric Prunes,
Arthur Verocai,
Bill Near,
The Monks,
Crispian St. Peters,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.