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 Mexico and from Hong Kong.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Gang Gang Dance to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Surgeon,
Marvin Gaye,
Janne Schatter,
The Human League,
The Moleskins,
Thee Headcoats,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pantytec,
Qualms,
Carl Craig,
Kas Product,
Gastr Del Sol,
Anakelly,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Pop Group,
Neil Young,
Magma,
Half Japanese,
Alice Coltrane,
Jeff Lynne,
Shuggie Otis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bauhaus,
Mantronix,
K-Klass,
Porter Ricks,
Hoover,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Index,
Iggy Pop,
Aswad,
The Detroit Cobras,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
L. Decosne,
the Normal,
Henry Cow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cybotron,
The Dead C,
Dead Boys,
Ossler,
Chris Corsano,
Motorama,
Minnie Riperton,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rekid,
PIL,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Fall,
Babytalk,
The Saints,
Peter & Gordon,
Symarip,
OOIOO,
Cheater Slicks,
Excepter,
Eric Dolphy,
Bootsy Collins,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.