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 Switzerland and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba 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 Main Source to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
The Buckinghams,
Roxette,
Peter and Kerry,
Youth Brigade,
Cybotron,
Nick Fraelich,
the Association,
X-101,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Easy Going,
The Sound,
Adolescents,
The Smiths,
Sarah Menescal,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Slave,
The Wake,
One Last Wish,
Reuben Wilson,
Roger Hodgson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The J.B.'s,
Marmalade,
The Remains,
Eden Ahbez,
Cecil Taylor,
Stereo Dub,
Sun Ra,
Hasil Adkins,
Harmonia,
Excepter,
Joey Negro,
Thompson Twins,
The Move,
The Names,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Barrington Levy,
DNA,
the Germs,
The Martian,
Lou Christie,
The Dave Clark Five,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rakim,
Rekid,
Joy Division,
The Gories,
Matthew Halsall,
Gregory Isaacs,
T.S.O.L.,
Tears for Fears,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DJ Sneak,
Black Moon,
Echospace,
Roy Ayers,
The Vogues,
Moby Grape,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.