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 Grenada and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
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 mellotron 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Babytalk,
The Cure,
Chrome,
The Move,
The Black Dice,
X-102,
The Vogues,
Nirvana,
Audionom,
The Leaves,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Motorama,
Grey Daturas,
F. McDonald,
The Blues Magoos,
Dual Sessions,
Al Stewart,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Das Ding,
Fela Kuti,
Qualms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Liliput,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Five Americans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jeff Lynne,
Mission of Burma,
Warren Ellis,
The Young Rascals,
Maurizio,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cal Tjader,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bronski Beat,
Moss Icon,
The Golliwogs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aaron Thompson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
LL Cool J,
Boredoms,
Brass Construction,
Soul II Soul,
Tres Demented,
Eve St. Jones,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Walker Brothers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fugs,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Tremeloes,
Negative Approach,
The Gun Club,
Matthew Bourne,
Warsaw,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.