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 Mozambique and from Bremen.
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 Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Arcadia to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Whodini,
Funky Four + One,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bootsy Collins,
Man Parrish,
Lou Christie,
Amon Düül II,
Icehouse,
Q and Not U,
Moby Grape,
UT,
The Velvet Underground,
Marc Almond,
Cluster,
Mr. Review,
Jimmy McGriff,
Goldenarms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sugar Minott,
Half Japanese,
R.M.O.,
LL Cool J,
Kurtis Blow,
Ten City,
Scan 7,
Johnny Osbourne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alice Coltrane,
Minutemen,
In Retrospect,
Japan,
Massinfluence,
Pere Ubu,
Bluetip,
Can,
Marvin Gaye,
Model 500,
James White and The Blacks,
Ponytail,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scott Walker,
The Blues Magoos,
Depeche Mode,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lalann,
Bob Dylan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Anthony Braxton,
Roy Ayers,
Procol Harum,
Qualms,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cecil Taylor,
Quantec,
the Soft Cell,
Lyres,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.