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 Kazakhstan and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Q65 to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Section 25,
The Invisible,
Stereo Dub,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Crash Course in Science,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Neu!,
The Pretty Things,
The Vogues,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Albert Ayler,
the Swans,
Fela Kuti,
Archie Shepp,
John Lydon,
The Velvet Underground,
Derrick May,
Circle Jerks,
Agent Orange,
10cc,
Fugazi,
Interpol,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Minny Pops,
Susan Cadogan,
Public Image Ltd.,
MC5,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cymande,
Lightning Bolt,
The Doobie Brothers,
Vladislav Delay,
Brothers Johnson,
Gabor Szabo,
Deepchord,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Red Krayola,
Model 500,
Thompson Twins,
Ronnie Foster,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
This Heat,
the Human League,
Joe Smooth,
Crooked Eye,
Rekid,
Clear Light,
Hasil Adkins,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Talk Talk,
8 Eyed Spy,
ABBA,
Letta Mbulu,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kas Product,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.