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 Austria and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Monolake to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jandek,
The Index,
Nils Olav,
Lou Christie,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Warsaw,
Ohio Players,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Swell Maps,
Whodini,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ten City,
Babytalk,
8 Eyed Spy,
Arcadia,
Rod Modell,
Lalann,
Tommy Roe,
Lower 48,
Arthur Verocai,
Japan,
The Smoke,
Pussy Galore,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soft Cell,
Procol Harum,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Count Five,
Interpol,
Shuggie Otis,
Little Man,
The Motions,
Magazine,
Adolescents,
Juan Atkins,
The Gladiators,
Maurizio,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Swans,
Gang Starr,
The Detroit Cobras,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jimmy McGriff,
James Chance & The Contortions,
KRS-One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aaron Thompson,
Barry Ungar,
Urselle,
Max Romeo,
Moebius,
The Young Rascals,
Eve St. Jones,
Crime,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.