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 Malaysia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Edmonton.
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 spring reverb 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 Unrelated Segments to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Ten City,
Make Up,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Invisible,
Freddie Wadling,
Q and Not U,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Magazine,
The Velvet Underground,
Quantec,
Man Parrish,
Hardrive,
Andrew Hill,
Gabor Szabo,
Idris Muhammad,
The Dead C,
Loose Ends,
Interpol,
Bill Near,
Panda Bear,
Bang On A Can,
Aural Exciters,
Inner City,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Motions,
Agent Orange,
Talk Talk,
Kurtis Blow,
Harmonia,
James White and The Blacks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Modern Lovers,
Supertramp,
Kerri Chandler,
Pantaleimon,
Das Ding,
Section 25,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Minutemen,
The Misunderstood,
The Fall,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Audionom,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rotary Connection,
Gastr Del Sol,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Warsaw,
Don Cherry,
The Red Krayola,
In Retrospect,
Gong,
Byron Stingily,
Gang Green,
Ponytail,
Donny Hathaway,
Faust,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mandrill,
H. Thieme,
David Axelrod,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.