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 Guatemala and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Hong Kong.
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 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the electroclash 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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Marc Almond,
Bad Manners,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Maurizio,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Vogues,
The Velvet Underground,
Model 500,
Wally Richardson,
Slick Rick,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scratch Acid,
Sonny Sharrock,
Swans,
The Slackers,
Grey Daturas,
Oneida,
Glenn Branca,
The Gories,
Nico,
Yaz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Audionom,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jeru the Damaja,
Johnny Osbourne,
Roxy Music,
Joe Finger,
Minny Pops,
Cheater Slicks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flash Fearless,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Electric Prunes,
The Mojo Men,
Dorothy Ashby,
X-102,
Quadrant,
Archie Shepp,
Vainqueur,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ken Boothe,
Aaron Thompson,
Von Mondo,
Peter and Kerry,
The New Christs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Neil Young,
Warren Ellis,
ABBA,
John Cale,
The Techniques,
Chris & Cosey,
Lindisfarne,
Idris Muhammad,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Guru Guru,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.