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 Lebanon and from Delhi.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Slits to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Monolake,
OOIOO,
Nirvana,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brass Construction,
Icehouse,
Cameo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cluster,
Tears for Fears,
Peter & Gordon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minnie Riperton,
Lindisfarne,
Ornette Coleman,
Cheater Slicks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joensuu 1685,
Porter Ricks,
Fear,
Depeche Mode,
Jandek,
The Last Poets,
the Swans,
Young Marble Giants,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Liliput,
In Retrospect,
Althea and Donna,
These Immortal Souls,
Wings,
The Techniques,
Motorama,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cal Tjader,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nik Kershaw,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fela Kuti,
Underground Resistance,
June of 44,
Sonic Youth,
Symarip,
David Axelrod,
Howard Jones,
Soft Cell,
Scan 7,
Nico,
Eurythmics,
The Invisible,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Unrelated Segments,
The Alarm Clocks,
Brand Nubian,
Pere Ubu,
Dawn Penn,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.