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 Toronto.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Misunderstood to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dirtbombs. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Agitation Free,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Boz Scaggs,
The New Christs,
The Dead C,
Sandy B,
Siglo XX,
Max Romeo,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Bowie,
Essential Logic,
Man Parrish,
Flash Fearless,
Lakeside,
Avey Tare,
The Wake,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brothers Johnson,
Dead Boys,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Hot Snakes,
Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Visage,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Red Krayola,
June of 44,
Jandek,
Unrelated Segments,
The Vogues,
The Seeds,
10cc,
Scratch Acid,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Magazine,
Schoolly D,
The Saints,
Panda Bear,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wasted Youth,
Crispy Ambulance,
China Crisis,
DJ Sneak,
Peter & Gordon,
Yellowson,
The Velvet Underground,
New York Dolls,
Crime,
Pantytec,
Matthew Bourne,
Charles Mingus,
Young Marble Giants,
Amon Düül,
Brick,
The Grass Roots,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Glenn Branca,
PIL,
The Music Machine,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.