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 Sweden and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Eden Ahbez to the funk 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Japan,
The Barracudas,
Bill Near,
Shoche,
Scan 7,
Groovy Waters,
Main Source,
Cecil Taylor,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sixth Finger,
Sight & Sound,
Eli Mardock,
Ituana,
Public Image Ltd.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sällskapet,
Brothers Johnson,
Adolescents,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lakeside,
Peter & Gordon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tomorrow,
Johnny Clarke,
Rotary Connection,
Can,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eve St. Jones,
Kayak,
Black Bananas,
The Toasters,
Matthew Halsall,
The Monks,
Organ,
Joy Division,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Derrick Morgan,
The Wake,
Negative Approach,
Tim Buckley,
Subhumans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Susan Cadogan,
The Selecter,
Excepter,
The Doors,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sonny Sharrock,
Brick,
Public Enemy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lower 48,
The Beau Brummels,
Soft Machine,
X-Ray Spex,
Roxette,
ABBA,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.