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 Madagascar and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe 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 Soul Sonic Force to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pere Ubu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Glenn Branca,
Funkadelic,
The Star Department,
Saccharine Trust,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jandek,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Flag,
Godley & Creme,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Donny Hathaway,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Chris & Cosey,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Isaac Hayes,
Arcadia,
Lucky Dragons,
The Gap Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Barry Ungar,
June of 44,
Tears for Fears,
Lungfish,
The Litter,
Schoolly D,
Pet Shop Boys,
Public Enemy,
Neil Young,
Cybotron,
Parry Music,
U.S. Maple,
The Searchers,
Soft Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soulsonic Force,
Circle Jerks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Stetsasonic,
Joy Division,
Alison Limerick,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Infiniti,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bill Wells,
Wasted Youth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Boredoms,
Trumans Water,
Boz Scaggs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ponytail,
Marc Almond,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.