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 Afghanistan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 AZ to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Ultravox,
Urselle,
48th St. Collective,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lindisfarne,
Alphaville,
Scott Walker,
Joy Division,
Theoretical Girls,
The Stooges,
Eli Mardock,
Section 25,
Tubeway Army,
The Blackbyrds,
Shoche,
Easy Going,
Harmonia,
Suicide,
Funkadelic,
Archie Shepp,
Nirvana,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-102,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wally Richardson,
Roger Hodgson,
Fad Gadget,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
D'Angelo,
Minutemen,
Kaleidoscope,
Heaven 17,
The Young Rascals,
Kenny Larkin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Grey Daturas,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Inner City,
Underground Resistance,
Kerrie Biddell,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fugazi,
Excepter,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Cale,
a-ha,
Unwound,
Maleditus Sound,
The Buckinghams,
The Fugs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Judy Mowatt,
Blancmange,
U.S. Maple,
Negative Approach,
Black Moon,
Cluster,
Connie Case,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
10cc,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.