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 Haiti and from Cairo.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 Drive Like Jehu to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper 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?
CMW,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sister Nancy,
Lightning Bolt,
The Pop Group,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Associates,
X-101,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jimmy McGriff,
Country Teasers,
Judy Mowatt,
The Mummies,
Japan,
Oneida,
Magazine,
The Moody Blues,
Tom Boy,
Robert Görl,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Blossom Toes,
Eve St. Jones,
The Slackers,
Joensuu 1685,
Cheater Slicks,
The Stooges,
Dennis Brown,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Sonics,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Essential Logic,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fugs,
Slave,
Eric Dolphy,
Matthew Halsall,
Model 500,
The Cramps,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Yaz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Sheep,
Cameo,
The Litter,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Harry Pussy,
Deepchord,
Youth Brigade,
Minutemen,
X-Ray Spex,
Joey Negro,
Tommy Roe,
Cal Tjader,
Ronan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.