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 Spain and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 linndrum 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 Sarah Menescal to the punk 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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Prince Buster,
Glambeats Corp.,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Standells,
Au Pairs,
The J.B.'s,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Adolescents,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kool Moe Dee,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Derrick May,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Zeros,
Curtis Mayfield,
Liliput,
Inner City,
Saccharine Trust,
Cal Tjader,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Unwound,
Dual Sessions,
Brick,
Dawn Penn,
China Crisis,
Mary Jane Girls,
Main Source,
Siglo XX,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
U.S. Maple,
Dorothy Ashby,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Angry Samoans,
Lower 48,
Ralphi Rosario,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Wire,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pere Ubu,
Talk Talk,
The Blues Magoos,
Sällskapet,
Minny Pops,
The Motions,
The Monks,
Reagan Youth,
Fluxion,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Los Fastidios,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Suburban Knight,
Girls At Our Best!,
Howard Jones,
Wasted Youth,
Alice Coltrane,
Skarface,
Hardrive,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.