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 Bahrain and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb 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 Shuggie Otis to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Danielle Patucci,
World's Most,
Glambeats Corp.,
Symarip,
K-Klass,
Tommy Roe,
The Fuzztones,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Chris Corsano,
MDC,
B.T. Express,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Faust,
Quantec,
Bob Dylan,
The Cowsills,
Liliput,
The Pretty Things,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Velvet Underground,
10cc,
Absolute Body Control,
Nick Fraelich,
Japan,
Mo-Dettes,
Cymande,
The United States of America,
Steve Hackett,
Urselle,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Leonard Cohen,
Althea and Donna,
Iggy Pop,
The Raincoats,
The Move,
The Gories,
Sight & Sound,
Tomorrow,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Essential Logic,
Lucky Dragons,
Fela Kuti,
Lightning Bolt,
Agitation Free,
ABC,
A Certain Ratio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Minutemen,
Kas Product,
The Happenings,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Idris Muhammad,
The Martian,
Depeche Mode,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.