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 Maldives and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin 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 Pharoah Sanders to the rap 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Mars,
Stereo Dub,
Jandek,
Negative Approach,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
JFA,
Scion,
The Trojans,
Alphaville,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Spoonie Gee,
The Raincoats,
Erykah Badu,
Trumans Water,
World's Most,
Black Sheep,
Intrusion,
Black Flag,
Boz Scaggs,
Bang On A Can,
The Names,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Aaron Thompson,
Tommy Roe,
Judy Mowatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alton Ellis,
Kenny Larkin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
X-101,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Slits,
Agitation Free,
Yazoo,
The Moody Blues,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bad Manners,
The Fugs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bush Tetras,
Bob Dylan,
Tim Buckley,
Carl Craig,
Ituana,
Aloha Tigers,
Cal Tjader,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Index,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Germs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Human League,
The Busters,
The Durutti Column,
Deakin,
Anakelly,
Lou Reed,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quantec,
Jawbox,
R.M.O.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.