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 Iran and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Winnipeg.
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 organ 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
The Saints,
The Fortunes,
La Düsseldorf,
Anakelly,
Porter Ricks,
Skarface,
Alison Limerick,
Aural Exciters,
The Techniques,
Model 500,
Bootsy Collins,
Tears for Fears,
OOIOO,
Talk Talk,
Marine Girls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Y Pants,
Wire,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gabor Szabo,
Dennis Brown,
Trumans Water,
Sound Behaviour,
JFA,
Kerri Chandler,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Angels of Light,
Half Japanese,
Scientists,
Motorama,
Terry Callier,
Mars,
Anthony Braxton,
The Martian,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Aswad,
Tres Demented,
Eric Copeland,
Mr. Review,
Zero Boys,
Moss Icon,
Pantytec,
This Heat,
The Electric Prunes,
Goldenarms,
The Doors,
Bobby Womack,
Idris Muhammad,
Massinfluence,
The Remains,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Moon,
Dave Gahan,
Jandek,
Blossom Toes,
The Skatalites,
Stetsasonic,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Monks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.