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 Marshall Islands and from Bologna.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Deakin to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Delta 5,
Schoolly D,
The Dave Clark Five,
Livin' Joy,
Bootsy Collins,
Eddi Front,
Monks,
Can,
Zero Boys,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fugs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joe Smooth,
Faust,
Shoche,
Black Pus,
The Monochrome Set,
Anakelly,
Nirvana,
Pole,
Bizarre Inc.,
Derrick Morgan,
Rekid,
The Angels of Light,
Second Layer,
Metal Thangz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fear,
Fat Boys,
Joey Negro,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Young Rascals,
Robert Wyatt,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Con Funk Shun,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Janne Schatter,
Throbbing Gristle,
Agent Orange,
The Moleskins,
Mars,
The Grass Roots,
Lalo Schifrin,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Howard Jones,
Quantec,
The Buckinghams,
DNA,
Mo-Dettes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Organ,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Brass Construction,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
One Last Wish,
Sister Nancy,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.