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 Mauritania and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
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 rhodes 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 Peter & Gordon to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin 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 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
The Seeds,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Average White Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Prince Buster,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mars,
The Dead C,
Sixth Finger,
Buzzcocks,
Mo-Dettes,
Scion,
Heaven 17,
Nas,
Reuben Wilson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Motorama,
Excepter,
The Knickerbockers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Peter & Gordon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ice-T,
Black Moon,
Gong,
Desert Stars,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Mummies,
The Misunderstood,
Connie Case,
The Vogues,
kango's stein massive,
The Selecter,
Cecil Taylor,
Minnie Riperton,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bluetip,
Piero Umiliani,
Jeff Lynne,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brass Construction,
Cymande,
Joy Division,
Scan 7,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Quando Quango,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fat Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Spoonie Gee,
Lower 48,
Ornette Coleman,
Yaz,
Easy Going,
The Gories,
Parry Music,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Radiohead,
Jeru the Damaja,
John Cale,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.