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 Denmark and from Sao Paulo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe 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 Massinfluence to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
KRS-One,
UT,
Black Bananas,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Wake,
The Offenders,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Neil Young,
World's Most,
Y Pants,
Pole,
Simply Red,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Soft Cell,
The J.B.'s,
The Trojans,
K-Klass,
Bluetip,
The Human League,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
T. Rex,
The Toasters,
Underground Resistance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mandrill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gabor Szabo,
Fugazi,
Sound Behaviour,
Yazoo,
June of 44,
Metal Thangz,
Pussy Galore,
Carl Craig,
Camouflage,
Robert Hood,
Henry Cow,
a-ha,
Soft Cell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Heaven 17,
Banda Bassotti,
The Slits,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Toni Rubio,
Newcleus,
Harmonia,
Kas Product,
David Axelrod,
The Slackers,
10cc,
Grauzone,
John Lydon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soft Machine,
Morten Harket,
The Mojo Men,
Lakeside,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.