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 United States and from Hong Kong.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tokyo.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Section 25 to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Grauzone,
Drexciya,
Loose Ends,
Minny Pops,
Kaleidoscope,
The Stooges,
Magma,
Avey Tare,
Rod Modell,
Nico,
The Five Americans,
Symarip,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Television,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Henry Cow,
Marine Girls,
The Gories,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Prince Buster,
The Searchers,
Josef K,
Mars,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Evens,
Patti Smith,
Idris Muhammad,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Parry Music,
Essential Logic,
Yazoo,
The Cramps,
Anthony Braxton,
Boredoms,
Maleditus Sound,
Make Up,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Negative Approach,
Lucky Dragons,
The Associates,
Wire,
Lyres,
The Smoke,
Vainqueur,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Dorothy Ashby,
Wasted Youth,
Roxette,
the Normal,
Half Japanese,
Neu!,
Agitation Free,
Man Eating Sloth,
Iggy Pop,
Panda Bear,
Los Fastidios,
The Kinks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.