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 Bulgaria and from London.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Theoretical Girls to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Ten City,
Arcadia,
Lyres,
Motorama,
Drive Like Jehu,
Absolute Body Control,
Flipper,
Vladislav Delay,
Delta 5,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Joe Smooth,
KRS-One,
Todd Rundgren,
Gabor Szabo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Radio Birdman,
Aswad,
Andrew Hill,
Unrelated Segments,
The Detroit Cobras,
Robert Wyatt,
Rod Modell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Porter Ricks,
Nico,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Thee Headcoats,
The Raincoats,
Warren Ellis,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wings,
The Human League,
Quadrant,
The Shadows of Knight,
L. Decosne,
The Toasters,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Sonics,
Blake Baxter,
Simply Red,
Accadde A,
Young Marble Giants,
The Trojans,
Model 500,
Tubeway Army,
Archie Shepp,
Q65,
Icehouse,
Jacob Miller,
Erykah Badu,
Harmonia,
Davy DMX,
Suicide,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fad Gadget,
Barbara Tucker,
Loose Ends,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.