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 Nigeria and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Masters at Work to the grime 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Don Cherry,
Soft Machine,
Warsaw,
The Victims,
Cymande,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Colin Newman,
The Mojo Men,
Stereo Dub,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Subhumans,
Bootsy Collins,
LL Cool J,
R.M.O.,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Vainqueur,
Hasil Adkins,
Minutemen,
Ossler,
Davy DMX,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Trumans Water,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
This Heat,
Thee Headcoats,
John Foxx,
FM Einheit,
Inner City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Trojans,
Johnny Clarke,
Derrick Morgan,
The Smiths,
Country Teasers,
Peter & Gordon,
Marc Almond,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Birthday Party,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gang Gang Dance,
Depeche Mode,
Toni Rubio,
Gang Green,
Royal Trux,
Leonard Cohen,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Au Pairs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Graham Central Station,
Saccharine Trust,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tom Boy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Moebius,
Los Fastidios,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
B.T. Express,
The Human League,
Intrusion,
In Retrospect,
Niagra,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.