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 Zimbabwe and from Philadelphia.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Edmonton.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Outsiders to the rock 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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Bad Manners,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sandy B,
Piero Umiliani,
Saccharine Trust,
Quadrant,
Swans,
Johnny Clarke,
Sexual Harrassment,
Slick Rick,
Gang Gang Dance,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eden Ahbez,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Derrick Morgan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Q and Not U,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Robert Wyatt,
Roy Ayers,
One Last Wish,
Moby Grape,
Deepchord,
Spandau Ballet,
Nils Olav,
Groovy Waters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
B.T. Express,
The Durutti Column,
Barrington Levy,
Crash Course in Science,
Alice Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rod Modell,
Bush Tetras,
Sam Rivers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Morten Harket,
Talk Talk,
Kool Moe Dee,
China Crisis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skarface,
Parry Music,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fugs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tim Buckley,
Mad Mike,
Derrick May,
Youth Brigade,
Silicon Teens,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Starr,
H. Thieme,
Siglo XX,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.