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 Korea South and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the techno 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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Ossler,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Avey Tare,
The Busters,
Jacob Miller,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Germs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Iggy Pop,
cv313,
Gerry Rafferty,
Severed Heads,
Infiniti,
Bobby Sherman,
Negative Approach,
the Soft Cell,
Nirvana,
Television,
Sandy B,
Spandau Ballet,
Hashim,
Marmalade,
The Durutti Column,
The Beau Brummels,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Offenders,
Howard Jones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kas Product,
Blancmange,
Colin Newman,
Absolute Body Control,
Simply Red,
New Order,
Juan Atkins,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Arthur Verocai,
The Cowsills,
Index,
Buzzcocks,
Sarah Menescal,
The Knickerbockers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eddi Front,
the Normal,
CMW,
Y Pants,
The Zeros,
The Techniques,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marcia Griffiths,
Sun City Girls,
Wire,
Soul II Soul,
Altered Images,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.