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 Eritrea and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Bill Wells to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Pantaleimon,
Tomorrow,
Urselle,
Lucky Dragons,
Johnny Clarke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dawn Penn,
Lyres,
Lalann,
Byron Stingily,
Ronan,
Depeche Mode,
Erykah Badu,
The Pop Group,
Joensuu 1685,
Bill Wells,
Model 500,
Sandy B,
Tommy Roe,
Warren Ellis,
The Slackers,
Maleditus Sound,
Liliput,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Neon Judgement,
Carl Craig,
Desert Stars,
The Buckinghams,
Panda Bear,
June of 44,
Josef K,
Motorama,
AZ,
Bill Near,
The Standells,
Sparks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Talk Talk,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
B.T. Express,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mr. Review,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Guru Guru,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eden Ahbez,
The Red Krayola,
Jesper Dahlback,
Derrick Morgan,
Sarah Menescal,
Magma,
Trumans Water,
Oneida,
Scott Walker,
Yusef Lateef,
The Motions,
Ronnie Foster,
The Stooges,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ten City,
Lakeside,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.