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 Armenia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Wake to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Starr. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soul II Soul,
the Swans,
Tommy Roe,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Godley & Creme,
Sugar Minott,
Sonic Youth,
New Order,
Erasure,
The Doobie Brothers,
FM Einheit,
The Velvet Underground,
F. McDonald,
The Techniques,
One Last Wish,
Rites of Spring,
The Slackers,
Bobby Sherman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wire,
Grauzone,
Mission of Burma,
the Sonics,
The Offenders,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Section 25,
China Crisis,
Little Man,
Josef K,
Ossler,
Theoretical Girls,
Main Source,
Boogie Down Productions,
A Certain Ratio,
The American Breed,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Echospace,
Agent Orange,
Eric Dolphy,
John Holt,
Pussy Galore,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
CMW,
Blossom Toes,
Ludus,
The Monochrome Set,
Terrestrial Tones,
Grey Daturas,
JFA,
Arthur Verocai,
Sällskapet,
The Fuzztones,
Siglo XX,
Funkadelic,
Depeche Mode,
The Human League,
Jacques Brel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fire Engines,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.