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 United States 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jandek to the funk 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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Flesh Eaters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Blake Baxter,
PIL,
The Motions,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fugs,
Jawbox,
Vladislav Delay,
Kenny Larkin,
Skarface,
Andrew Hill,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Matthew Halsall,
Yazoo,
Yusef Lateef,
Brick,
Unrelated Segments,
Wasted Youth,
Erasure,
Dual Sessions,
Theoretical Girls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Trojans,
Monks,
John Foxx,
The Blues Magoos,
Eddi Front,
Ituana,
Max Romeo,
The Cramps,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bad Manners,
Bush Tetras,
Tres Demented,
The Monks,
Minor Threat,
Desert Stars,
L. Decosne,
Animal Collective,
Funky Four + One,
Carl Craig,
Hashim,
Outsiders,
Sun Ra,
Bizarre Inc.,
Freddie Wadling,
Severed Heads,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
K-Klass,
Massinfluence,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Talk Talk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
China Crisis,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Judy Mowatt,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marc Almond,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Public Enemy,
Black Bananas,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.