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 Germany and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Schoolly D to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Roxette,
Cecil Taylor,
Mission of Burma,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Todd Terry,
The Black Dice,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Supertramp,
Marine Girls,
Whodini,
Nas,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang of Four,
Yaz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ponytail,
Livin' Joy,
Joe Smooth,
Mo-Dettes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bobby Sherman,
The Dead C,
Jawbox,
Youth Brigade,
Hardrive,
Bauhaus,
Absolute Body Control,
Grey Daturas,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
LL Cool J,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Godley & Creme,
Schoolly D,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Doors,
Franke,
Hashim,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camberwell Now,
Outsiders,
Delta 5,
CMW,
Sällskapet,
Isaac Hayes,
Dead Boys,
Chris Corsano,
Oblivians,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Robert Hood,
kango's stein massive,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Con Funk Shun,
Eric B and Rakim,
Unrelated Segments,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.