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 Syria and from Cairo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Dave Gahan,
Judy Mowatt,
Rakim,
Bootsy Collins,
Laurel Aitken,
Wings,
Television Personalities,
Soulsonic Force,
Joe Smooth,
Gang of Four,
Ornette Coleman,
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Gastr Del Sol,
The Monks,
Pierre Henry,
The Remains,
Echospace,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scan 7,
Scott Walker,
Ultravox,
Crime,
Radiopuhelimet,
Graham Central Station,
Siglo XX,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Television,
John Holt,
Sam Rivers,
Gang Green,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joyce Sims,
Ice-T,
The Buckinghams,
Alton Ellis,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Young Rascals,
John Cale,
Jawbox,
X-102,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gong,
The Seeds,
The Blackbyrds,
Joy Division,
Wasted Youth,
Grey Daturas,
Ken Boothe,
Rotary Connection,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Moon,
Danielle Patucci,
Pylon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lakeside,
Johnny Clarke,
Mr. Review,
The Invisible,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.