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 Cuba and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scrapy 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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Loose Ends,
Lightning Bolt,
Radio Birdman,
Bill Near,
X-102,
Bronski Beat,
Fat Boys,
Second Layer,
Sixth Finger,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Alphaville,
Juan Atkins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Subhumans,
Guru Guru,
Dennis Brown,
Man Parrish,
Sound Behaviour,
KRS-One,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Crash Course in Science,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Amon Düül,
Todd Terry,
The Five Americans,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Byrd,
The Searchers,
Aswad,
The Dirtbombs,
The Dave Clark Five,
T.S.O.L.,
Quadrant,
Animal Collective,
Mark Hollis,
Black Bananas,
Babytalk,
Drexciya,
Whodini,
The Seeds,
Leonard Cohen,
Simply Red,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Easy Going,
Lower 48,
Eli Mardock,
Porter Ricks,
Soft Cell,
Qualms,
Gichy Dan,
a-ha,
Bluetip,
AZ,
Max Romeo,
Pulsallama,
Funky Four + One,
Hasil Adkins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
David Bowie,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.