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 Benin and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 The Dave Clark Five to the punk 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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Siglo XX,
the Fania All-Stars,
Urselle,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Busters,
Mantronix,
Robert Görl,
Althea and Donna,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Josef K,
Jerry's Kids,
Gong,
Skriet,
Index,
Little Man,
Lou Christie,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sam Rivers,
Franke,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
D'Angelo,
Young Marble Giants,
The Count Five,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Underground Resistance,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aloha Tigers,
Toni Rubio,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Walker Brothers,
Nils Olav,
Pantaleimon,
Electric Prunes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fuzztones,
Jeru the Damaja,
Glenn Branca,
Yusef Lateef,
Trumans Water,
Pet Shop Boys,
cv313,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Slackers,
Monolake,
Donny Hathaway,
FM Einheit,
The Knickerbockers,
Soul II Soul,
Matthew Bourne,
Suburban Knight,
David McCallum,
Depeche Mode,
Camberwell Now,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Whodini,
Harmonia,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.