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 Germany and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 The Searchers to the techno 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 Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
CMW,
E-Dancer,
Kaleidoscope,
The Victims,
Grauzone,
John Coltrane,
The Skatalites,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jandek,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Anakelly,
The Leaves,
Monks,
LL Cool J,
Scrapy,
Heaven 17,
Silicon Teens,
Eurythmics,
Avey Tare,
Sugar Minott,
Juan Atkins,
Country Teasers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sarah Menescal,
Liliput,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobby Sherman,
DJ Style,
The Misunderstood,
Swans,
Qualms,
Youth Brigade,
Gregory Isaacs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Intrusion,
The Gap Band,
Circle Jerks,
Cymande,
Fatback Band,
Alphaville,
UT,
Mandrill,
Deepchord,
The New Christs,
The Pretty Things,
Bootsy Collins,
Boredoms,
Groovy Waters,
Wire,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Hardrive,
The Pop Group,
the Association,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobby Byrd,
Panda Bear,
Unwound,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.