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 Kuwait and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lucky Dragons to the jazz 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks 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?
JFA,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Smiths,
Banda Bassotti,
Blancmange,
Basic Channel,
The Moleskins,
La Düsseldorf,
Neil Young,
Fluxion,
Toni Rubio,
MDC,
Joe Smooth,
Fela Kuti,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pussy Galore,
Television,
Altered Images,
Niagra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
MC5,
The Vogues,
Aaron Thompson,
Franke,
Jeff Mills,
Stereo Dub,
Dennis Brown,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jacob Miller,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Techniques,
The Sonics,
Ituana,
Japan,
Gang Green,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Man Parrish,
Tim Buckley,
The Five Americans,
Heaven 17,
Bush Tetras,
Simply Red,
48th St. Collective,
Erykah Badu,
Al Stewart,
John Cale,
Little Man,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
June of 44,
Depeche Mode,
Bad Manners,
Thompson Twins,
Aswad,
FM Einheit,
Patti Smith,
The Residents,
Unwound,
Black Flag,
Amazonics,
Royal Trux,
Eric Dolphy,
The Angels of Light,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.