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 Dominica and from Accra.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mantronix to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Zero Boys,
Ituana,
Monks,
Boredoms,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Wally Richardson,
Soft Machine,
Camouflage,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Donald Byrd,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scientists,
Fela Kuti,
Sun City Girls,
Unwound,
Basic Channel,
Letta Mbulu,
John Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jeff Mills,
The Standells,
Shuggie Otis,
Tubeway Army,
Agitation Free,
Lou Christie,
The Star Department,
the Soft Cell,
Massinfluence,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Second Layer,
Stetsasonic,
Minutemen,
The Victims,
Neu!,
Crispy Ambulance,
Prince Buster,
Barry Ungar,
Malaria!,
The Angels of Light,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Erykah Badu,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Man Parrish,
Carl Craig,
Bluetip,
Inner City,
Motorama,
Laurel Aitken,
The Seeds,
The Blackbyrds,
Joyce Sims,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
48th St. Collective,
Mission of Burma,
The Neon Judgement,
Ossler,
Panda Bear,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.