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 Afghanistan and from Jakarta.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Warren Ellis to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Nik Kershaw,
Faraquet,
Talk Talk,
Pierre Henry,
Dual Sessions,
Alison Limerick,
The Toasters,
The Offenders,
Camberwell Now,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Invisible,
Suicide,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eric Copeland,
Eric B and Rakim,
Liliput,
PIL,
James White and The Blacks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Wire,
T. Rex,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sugar Minott,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Spandau Ballet,
Amon Düül II,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Con Funk Shun,
Aaron Thompson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bizarre Inc.,
Maurizio,
Japan,
Deepchord,
Blossom Toes,
Television Personalities,
Motorama,
Buzzcocks,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Moon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Seeds,
OOIOO,
Niagra,
Mandrill,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scratch Acid,
Toni Rubio,
The Monochrome Set,
Fatback Band,
One Last Wish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gastr Del Sol,
X-101,
Kayak,
Juan Atkins,
Altered Images,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.