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 Guinea-Bissau and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lakeside to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Ultra Naté,
Y Pants,
Silicon Teens,
Charles Mingus,
Davy DMX,
Outsiders,
Cecil Taylor,
Dawn Penn,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soulsonic Force,
Fluxion,
The Black Dice,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Birthday Party,
Main Source,
In Retrospect,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bang On A Can,
Guru Guru,
Surgeon,
Quando Quango,
Loose Ends,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Circle Jerks,
Roxette,
48th St. Collective,
Junior Murvin,
The Kinks,
Kurtis Blow,
DJ Sneak,
Rufus Thomas,
Little Man,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jandek,
Minor Threat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ten City,
Mars,
F. McDonald,
The Names,
James White and The Blacks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bill Wells,
A Certain Ratio,
Pagans,
Lightning Bolt,
Joe Finger,
Robert Görl,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Motions,
Public Enemy,
The Stooges,
Crime,
Pussy Galore,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.