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 Kosovo 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Seoul.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sexual Harrassment to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Slick Rick,
Ultra Naté,
Negative Approach,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cecil Taylor,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tim Buckley,
The Monks,
Supertramp,
Piero Umiliani,
Swell Maps,
Pussy Galore,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lower 48,
Reagan Youth,
The Evens,
Glambeats Corp.,
Hashim,
Alison Limerick,
Crispy Ambulance,
Drexciya,
One Last Wish,
Rekid,
Michelle Simonal,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Royal Trux,
Talk Talk,
China Crisis,
Chris & Cosey,
Organ,
Gil Scott Heron,
Intrusion,
Eden Ahbez,
Animal Collective,
Scrapy,
Bad Manners,
Panda Bear,
Fluxion,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ituana,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kayak,
Jesper Dahlback,
Easy Going,
Lyres,
The Electric Prunes,
Eric Dolphy,
The Moleskins,
Quando Quango,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nas,
Stereo Dub,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Normal,
Black Sheep,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.