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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Cheater Slicks to the crunk 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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Birthday Party,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Ornette Coleman,
The Knickerbockers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kenny Larkin,
Skaos,
Young Marble Giants,
Matthew Bourne,
Sister Nancy,
Half Japanese,
T.S.O.L.,
Ken Boothe,
Tim Buckley,
Moebius,
R.M.O.,
Neil Young,
The Gun Club,
Sun Ra,
Con Funk Shun,
Sam Rivers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Divine Comedy,
Bizarre Inc.,
CMW,
Zero Boys,
Accadde A,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fugazi,
The Standells,
Judy Mowatt,
World's Most,
Livin' Joy,
Vladislav Delay,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Don Cherry,
Danielle Patucci,
Skarface,
Rod Modell,
Circle Jerks,
Piero Umiliani,
Wally Richardson,
The Music Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Moss Icon,
FM Einheit,
Erykah Badu,
Connie Case,
Sixth Finger,
Altered Images,
Ralphi Rosario,
Von Mondo,
Jerry's Kids,
Unrelated Segments,
Gong,
Sound Behaviour,
The Saints,
Junior Murvin,
Cybotron,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.