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 Norway 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 clarinet 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 Bill Wells to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
The Associates,
Albert Ayler,
Babytalk,
Jacques Brel,
Swell Maps,
Mo-Dettes,
Q65,
Black Pus,
Kevin Saunderson,
Warren Ellis,
Funky Four + One,
Soft Cell,
F. McDonald,
Lakeside,
The Skatalites,
Animal Collective,
Motorama,
Model 500,
Subhumans,
Sister Nancy,
Zero Boys,
Lungfish,
the Swans,
The Cure,
Glenn Branca,
Pet Shop Boys,
Letta Mbulu,
Pole,
Absolute Body Control,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chris & Cosey,
Kaleidoscope,
Saccharine Trust,
Bill Wells,
Mandrill,
The Gladiators,
Junior Murvin,
Pierre Henry,
Deepchord,
Traffic Nightmare,
Quando Quango,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Fire Engines,
June Days,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Hoover,
Hot Snakes,
Marmalade,
Magma,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
E-Dancer,
Youth Brigade,
Lou Reed,
Bauhaus,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Monks,
Bronski Beat,
B.T. Express,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Fugs,
Wolf Eyes,
Hardrive,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.