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 Mexico and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Sao Paulo.
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 Captain Beefheart 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 Lebanon Hanover to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Section 25,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Cale,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
James White and The Blacks,
The Leaves,
Radiohead,
the Normal,
John Lydon,
Jawbox,
Jacques Brel,
Cluster,
Negative Approach,
The Five Americans,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jeru the Damaja,
Connie Case,
Clear Light,
Charles Mingus,
Heaven 17,
Mr. Review,
Trumans Water,
Ronan,
Lucky Dragons,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moebius,
U.S. Maple,
Eddi Front,
Derrick May,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cal Tjader,
Gang Starr,
Hot Snakes,
Arab on Radar,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Peter & Gordon,
Joyce Sims,
Kas Product,
Yazoo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Shoche,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
UT,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ralphi Rosario,
Janne Schatter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Juan Atkins,
Dennis Brown,
Archie Shepp,
Reuben Wilson,
Soft Cell,
Aaron Thompson,
The Busters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sun City Girls,
Pere Ubu,
The Stooges,
New York Dolls,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.