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 South Sudan and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Colin Newman to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Juan Atkins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alton Ellis,
Unwound,
Cecil Taylor,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Robert Görl,
Procol Harum,
The Blackbyrds,
Cybotron,
Piero Umiliani,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Pus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Lydon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Black Dice,
AZ,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Index,
Bad Manners,
Bobby Byrd,
Goldenarms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lebanon Hanover,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Whodini,
Blossom Toes,
Andrew Hill,
EPMD,
Roxy Music,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cameo,
Schoolly D,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Prince Buster,
Index,
The Kinks,
Joe Smooth,
Moss Icon,
Kayak,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
MC5,
Godley & Creme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fuzztones,
Pole,
Howard Jones,
Arthur Verocai,
Brass Construction,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tom Boy,
Depeche Mode,
Smog,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cowsills,
The Dave Clark Five,
Magma,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.