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 Germany and from Halifax.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Houston.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 ABBA to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Popol Vuh,
The Evens,
Black Sheep,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eve St. Jones,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fuzztones,
Graham Central Station,
Interpol,
Scion,
Leonard Cohen,
Andrew Hill,
Maurizio,
Nik Kershaw,
Mark Hollis,
Stockholm Monsters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Misunderstood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Godley & Creme,
Scratch Acid,
Hoover,
Vainqueur,
The Leaves,
Simply Red,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Erasure,
Bluetip,
a-ha,
The Gap Band,
Rapeman,
The Blackbyrds,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wasted Youth,
Underground Resistance,
Lou Reed,
Stiv Bators,
8 Eyed Spy,
Khruangbin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeff Lynne,
Loose Ends,
Joyce Sims,
David Bowie,
Lower 48,
Thee Headcoats,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Chris Corsano,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Y Pants,
Heaven 17,
Groovy Waters,
Slave,
Hasil Adkins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ornette Coleman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Boogie Down Productions,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.