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 Andorra and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Clear Light to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rapeman,
Lee Hazlewood,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sun Ra,
LL Cool J,
Procol Harum,
Liliput,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Beau Brummels,
Toni Rubio,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Slackers,
Interpol,
La Düsseldorf,
Brothers Johnson,
Idris Muhammad,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jacob Miller,
Barbara Tucker,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
Au Pairs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Birthday Party,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Normal,
The Walker Brothers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Bananas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
AZ,
The Invisible,
Jeff Mills,
Cymande,
Whodini,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Robert Hood,
Guru Guru,
Trumans Water,
Fad Gadget,
The Star Department,
Fatback Band,
Aural Exciters,
Ponytail,
Junior Murvin,
Kurtis Blow,
The Gap Band,
Panda Bear,
Crooked Eye,
David McCallum,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scrapy,
Dave Gahan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fire Engines,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Moon,
Isaac Hayes,
Country Teasers,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.