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 Italy and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 London and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 K-Klass to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Symarip,
Hot Snakes,
Television Personalities,
The New Christs,
In Retrospect,
Electric Prunes,
Bad Manners,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Bar-Kays,
Sarah Menescal,
Oblivians,
Rekid,
Ossler,
PIL,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Saccharine Trust,
Porter Ricks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cecil Taylor,
The Real Kids,
Make Up,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fugazi,
Youth Brigade,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Sonics,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Grass Roots,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sandy B,
The Residents,
T. Rex,
Shuggie Otis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gichy Dan,
The Kinks,
The Pop Group,
Rakim,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dennis Brown,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rotary Connection,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül,
Ten City,
Amazonics,
The Sisters of Mercy,
K-Klass,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Main Source,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scan 7,
Wings,
Iggy Pop,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.