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 Guinea and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ 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 Blossom Toes to the dance 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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
CMW,
The Sound,
The Fall,
Nation of Ulysses,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Faraquet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Massinfluence,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bill Near,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Infiniti,
Jacob Miller,
Lungfish,
Slave,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Sonics,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
H. Thieme,
ABBA,
The Divine Comedy,
The Angels of Light,
Steve Hackett,
Maleditus Sound,
Clear Light,
Zapp,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Black Pus,
Boz Scaggs,
Con Funk Shun,
Amon Düül,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Henry Cow,
Y Pants,
Robert Wyatt,
Groovy Waters,
Cal Tjader,
Accadde A,
Radiohead,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Arab on Radar,
Minnie Riperton,
Can,
Quantec,
Joyce Sims,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Stetsasonic,
The Smoke,
Quadrant,
Moebius,
Eurythmics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harry Pussy,
Eden Ahbez,
Schoolly D,
Ituana,
Judy Mowatt,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.