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 Niger and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 L. Decosne to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Ohio Players,
K-Klass,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Underground Resistance,
Man Parrish,
Ultra Naté,
Index,
Negative Approach,
Bill Near,
Stereo Dub,
Subhumans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
This Heat,
Alphaville,
The Selecter,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Accadde A,
Erasure,
Second Layer,
The Litter,
Eddi Front,
Scott Walker,
Swans,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Electric Prunes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Liliput,
Judy Mowatt,
Sugar Minott,
ABC,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bush Tetras,
Surgeon,
Blancmange,
David McCallum,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Doobie Brothers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Trumans Water,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kayak,
Unwound,
Ken Boothe,
John Coltrane,
Shuggie Otis,
In Retrospect,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The J.B.'s,
Rotary Connection,
Kerri Chandler,
Quando Quango,
Country Teasers,
The New Christs,
Parry Music,
Amazonics,
The United States of America,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.