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 Macedonia and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Donny Hathaway to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Ronnie Foster,
The Human League,
Erykah Badu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camberwell Now,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Buzzcocks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jawbox,
Curtis Mayfield,
X-102,
The Young Rascals,
The Count Five,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Malaria!,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Metal Thangz,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stereo Dub,
Soulsonic Force,
The Black Dice,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soft Cell,
The Pretty Things,
Juan Atkins,
Pere Ubu,
New Age Steppers,
Charles Mingus,
Dave Gahan,
Gichy Dan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Surgeon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
X-Ray Spex,
The Invisible,
Index,
Arthur Verocai,
the Normal,
Rakim,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joe Finger,
Monks,
Lungfish,
The Saints,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Offenders,
H. Thieme,
Second Layer,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Soft Cell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
F. McDonald,
Make Up,
Animal Collective,
The Gun Club,
Robert Hood,
Ken Boothe,
Skriet,
In Retrospect,
Kas Product,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.