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 Ghana and from Milan.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the funk 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Womack,
Zero Boys,
Reuben Wilson,
Los Fastidios,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Green,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bob Dylan,
Pole,
Eve St. Jones,
Peter and Kerry,
Harpers Bizarre,
Von Mondo,
the Sonics,
Quadrant,
Silicon Teens,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Sherman,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Masters at Work,
Arcadia,
Y Pants,
Oneida,
Sällskapet,
Blossom Toes,
The Count Five,
Tim Buckley,
Henry Cow,
Gang Gang Dance,
Metal Thangz,
Ossler,
Isaac Hayes,
The Red Krayola,
Jawbox,
Das Ding,
Minny Pops,
Ralphi Rosario,
Magma,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Unwound,
Aural Exciters,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Icehouse,
Second Layer,
E-Dancer,
OOIOO,
Lalo Schifrin,
The New Christs,
Vladislav Delay,
The Durutti Column,
A Certain Ratio,
Avey Tare,
Eric Copeland,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.