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 Latvia and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
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 linndrum 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 Pussy Galore to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Alice Coltrane,
Pulsallama,
The Gories,
Basic Channel,
Rapeman,
The Names,
Stetsasonic,
Depeche Mode,
K-Klass,
One Last Wish,
Los Fastidios,
Kerri Chandler,
Bronski Beat,
Boogie Down Productions,
Main Source,
The Evens,
Yaz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Electric Prunes,
Moss Icon,
June Days,
Black Moon,
The Human League,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wire,
Ice-T,
Morten Harket,
Swell Maps,
The Wake,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mad Mike,
Matthew Halsall,
Bob Dylan,
Icehouse,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Flash Fearless,
Man Eating Sloth,
Donald Byrd,
Babytalk,
New York Dolls,
The Last Poets,
The Misunderstood,
Stereo Dub,
Eli Mardock,
Robert Hood,
Liliput,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Anthony Braxton,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fad Gadget,
Mission of Burma,
Peter & Gordon,
Brothers Johnson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Normal,
Piero Umiliani,
Freddie Wadling,
Flamin' Groovies,
New Order,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.