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 Ecuador and from Tokyo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 X-102 to the electroclash 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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Ultravox,
Ludus,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gong,
Eric Dolphy,
Saccharine Trust,
Alton Ellis,
Soft Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
The Evens,
New Order,
AZ,
Hot Snakes,
Robert Wyatt,
LL Cool J,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scan 7,
Accadde A,
Boz Scaggs,
Tom Boy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Severed Heads,
Reagan Youth,
The Kinks,
Erykah Badu,
Stetsasonic,
Fugazi,
The Fortunes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Heaven 17,
Crispian St. Peters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Trojans,
Ultra Naté,
Maleditus Sound,
Rosa Yemen,
Jerry's Kids,
Erasure,
New Age Steppers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Amon Düül,
The Human League,
Piero Umiliani,
Susan Cadogan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Echospace,
These Immortal Souls,
Lou Christie,
Yaz,
Youth Brigade,
Monks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Carl Craig,
KRS-One,
This Heat,
Suburban Knight,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Angels of Light,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.