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 Japan and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pet Shop Boys to the techno 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord 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 chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Second Layer,
Quando Quango,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roxette,
The Offenders,
Pantaleimon,
Nick Fraelich,
Von Mondo,
Aswad,
The Five Americans,
Grauzone,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Womack,
Newcleus,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Zeros,
Essential Logic,
Althea and Donna,
Fear,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Grass Roots,
The Fall,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang Starr,
R.M.O.,
Intrusion,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Mojo Men,
Inner City,
Pagans,
Neil Young,
Byron Stingily,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Slits,
Monks,
Dual Sessions,
Stiv Bators,
Deadbeat,
Jeff Lynne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Deakin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Outsiders,
Traffic Nightmare,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sandy B,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Thompson Twins,
Amon Düül II,
Smog,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Symarip,
The Saints,
Juan Atkins,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Yaz,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.