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 Jakarta.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 clarinet 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 Marcia Griffiths to the rock 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Nick Fraelich,
Todd Rundgren,
Freddie Wadling,
The Skatalites,
Fugazi,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
David Axelrod,
The Saints,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Whodini,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Mojo Men,
The Golliwogs,
Clear Light,
Scratch Acid,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dave Gahan,
Trumans Water,
Absolute Body Control,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Public Enemy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Audionom,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
JFA,
Connie Case,
Quando Quango,
Yazoo,
Cluster,
Half Japanese,
Suburban Knight,
Soulsonic Force,
Yellowson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Colin Newman,
The Music Machine,
The Busters,
Hasil Adkins,
Mr. Review,
H. Thieme,
Section 25,
Henry Cow,
Hardrive,
Ponytail,
Eddi Front,
Sarah Menescal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Negative Approach,
The Doors,
Warsaw,
Gabor Szabo,
Bill Wells,
Lucky Dragons,
Swans,
Bauhaus,
The Mummies,
The Monochrome Set,
Eli Mardock,
Barry Ungar,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.