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 Lebanon 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Dawn Penn to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Marvin Gaye,
The Skatalites,
Tim Buckley,
Hoover,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arthur Verocai,
Scrapy,
Ohio Players,
Scientists,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultravox,
The Move,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Malaria!,
Kaleidoscope,
The J.B.'s,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hashim,
Magma,
Ludus,
Carl Craig,
The Barracudas,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Leonard Cohen,
Jandek,
Crispian St. Peters,
New York Dolls,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cal Tjader,
John Cale,
The Monochrome Set,
Erykah Badu,
Sugar Minott,
Eddi Front,
Soul II Soul,
Au Pairs,
The Neon Judgement,
Mars,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Black Sheep,
Yazoo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ice-T,
Sonic Youth,
DJ Sneak,
Flash Fearless,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
L. Decosne,
Von Mondo,
Aswad,
Section 25,
Blossom Toes,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Bar-Kays,
Ronnie Foster,
Schoolly D,
the Fania All-Stars,
Livin' Joy,
Cymande,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.