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 Guyana and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Kevin Saunderson,
The J.B.'s,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lyres,
Piero Umiliani,
Trumans Water,
Tears for Fears,
Archie Shepp,
Jerry Gold Smith,
David McCallum,
This Heat,
Alton Ellis,
D'Angelo,
The Fugs,
Drexciya,
Bauhaus,
The Doors,
Heaven 17,
Groovy Waters,
Black Moon,
Skarface,
Marine Girls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Ronan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marmalade,
Jeff Mills,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Y Pants,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Malaria!,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Moebius,
David Axelrod,
Darondo,
Organ,
Soul II Soul,
Flipper,
Bobby Sherman,
Siglo XX,
Blancmange,
Youth Brigade,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Popol Vuh,
Faust,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Procol Harum,
Yazoo,
Sun City Girls,
Gichy Dan,
Spoonie Gee,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Donald Byrd,
The Fortunes,
Brick,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.