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 Uganda and from Philadelphia.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro 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 Cybotron to the funk 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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
The Zeros,
the Swans,
the Germs,
James White and The Blacks,
Jawbox,
The Divine Comedy,
Nils Olav,
June Days,
Japan,
Nick Fraelich,
Lou Reed,
Sarah Menescal,
Anakelly,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tears for Fears,
The Skatalites,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Basic Channel,
The Golliwogs,
Radiopuhelimet,
World's Most,
Amon Düül,
The Blues Magoos,
Youth Brigade,
Cymande,
8 Eyed Spy,
Black Sheep,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Bananas,
Harmonia,
Crash Course in Science,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sex Pistols,
The Mojo Men,
The Motions,
Joe Smooth,
Judy Mowatt,
Minutemen,
Royal Trux,
Desert Stars,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wire,
Alice Coltrane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jacques Brel,
Clear Light,
Oblivians,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barrington Levy,
Barry Ungar,
Quando Quango,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joy Division,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
ABC,
Rekid,
Todd Terry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
This Heat,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.