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 Turkmenistan and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Salvador.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Panda Bear to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
The Golliwogs,
Intrusion,
Duran Duran,
Janne Schatter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roger Hodgson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Black Sheep,
Grandmaster Flash,
Drexciya,
the Swans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Jawbox,
Thompson Twins,
Zapp,
DJ Sneak,
The Moleskins,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Residents,
Magazine,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hasil Adkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grauzone,
The Litter,
Sam Rivers,
Derrick Morgan,
Terry Callier,
X-101,
Ludus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
New Order,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
World's Most,
Amazonics,
Sugar Minott,
Charles Mingus,
Nick Fraelich,
Ice-T,
Procol Harum,
Rites of Spring,
The Walker Brothers,
The Black Dice,
Eurythmics,
Arthur Verocai,
Rakim,
The Associates,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tomorrow,
Popol Vuh,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bronski Beat,
The Tremeloes,
Blake Baxter,
Spoonie Gee,
The Gories,
Freddie Wadling,
Sparks,
Ralphi Rosario,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.