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 Manila.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare 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 Iggy Pop 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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra 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?
Morten Harket,
Godley & Creme,
Hot Snakes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Faraquet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Electric Prunes,
Niagra,
AZ,
10cc,
Masters at Work,
kango's stein massive,
The Motions,
Black Moon,
Amon Düül II,
Animal Collective,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Maurizio,
the Human League,
Supertramp,
The Birthday Party,
Stetsasonic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Tremeloes,
Heaven 17,
Hasil Adkins,
Stockholm Monsters,
Girls At Our Best!,
Aaron Thompson,
Fear,
X-101,
Pulsallama,
Soft Cell,
Dual Sessions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Move,
Underground Resistance,
The Gories,
Jawbox,
The Toasters,
Lucky Dragons,
Nation of Ulysses,
John Cale,
Andrew Hill,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nirvana,
Ronnie Foster,
R.M.O.,
The Gap Band,
Vainqueur,
Gong,
Agent Orange,
Jandek,
Dawn Penn,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Divine Comedy,
Sarah Menescal,
A Certain Ratio,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.