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 Singapore and from Spokane.
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 London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the crunk 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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Mantronix,
Danielle Patucci,
Isaac Hayes,
Rosa Yemen,
Lungfish,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Grass Roots,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rapeman,
The Cramps,
Kerri Chandler,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Doors,
the Bar-Kays,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cheater Slicks,
Television Personalities,
Sparks,
In Retrospect,
Saccharine Trust,
LL Cool J,
The Neon Judgement,
Vainqueur,
Laurel Aitken,
Bronski Beat,
Sexual Harrassment,
Malaria!,
Oneida,
Maurizio,
Metal Thangz,
KRS-One,
Funkadelic,
Procol Harum,
Lou Reed,
Chris Corsano,
Aural Exciters,
Kas Product,
Rufus Thomas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Swell Maps,
Fela Kuti,
Warren Ellis,
These Immortal Souls,
Nico,
Bauhaus,
Eurythmics,
Talk Talk,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bizarre Inc.,
Groovy Waters,
The Moleskins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Searchers,
Adolescents,
Trumans Water,
Unrelated Segments,
Todd Rundgren,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.