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 Oman and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin 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 The Detroit Cobras to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls 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?
Lucky Dragons,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Matthew Bourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cybotron,
Sixth Finger,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bluetip,
The Dirtbombs,
the Human League,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bang On A Can,
the Germs,
Kayak,
The Star Department,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ice-T,
Kevin Saunderson,
Aaron Thompson,
Maleditus Sound,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lightning Bolt,
The Young Rascals,
Average White Band,
The Doors,
Franke,
Althea and Donna,
Pet Shop Boys,
Isaac Hayes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Skatalites,
Trumans Water,
Dennis Brown,
Scan 7,
Mr. Review,
Magazine,
Heaven 17,
Mandrill,
The Shadows of Knight,
Blake Baxter,
X-Ray Spex,
John Holt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
David Bowie,
Tim Buckley,
Vladislav Delay,
Nik Kershaw,
Saccharine Trust,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
T.S.O.L.,
The Last Poets,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fire Engines,
Q and Not U,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Misunderstood,
Terry Callier,
Niagra,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultra Naté,
Nils Olav,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.