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 Dominican Republic and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Pretty Things to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Colin Newman,
Rekid,
the Bar-Kays,
The New Christs,
The Happenings,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wally Richardson,
Duran Duran,
Archie Shepp,
Rotary Connection,
cv313,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lalann,
Derrick May,
Minnie Riperton,
The Victims,
Marvin Gaye,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Clear Light,
Ludus,
The Pretty Things,
Radiopuhelimet,
Funky Four + One,
Lower 48,
Gang Starr,
Khruangbin,
Siglo XX,
Supertramp,
Easy Going,
The Fire Engines,
Little Man,
Soulsonic Force,
Anthony Braxton,
Aaron Thompson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Joey Negro,
Eric Dolphy,
The Sonics,
Arab on Radar,
Ohio Players,
Al Stewart,
Joy Division,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mantronix,
The Residents,
Pagans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Smoke,
Mad Mike,
Bobby Womack,
Underground Resistance,
Marcia Griffiths,
Hasil Adkins,
Rosa Yemen,
Porter Ricks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sandy B,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.