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 Cambodia and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Minny Pops to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rakim,
Panda Bear,
the Normal,
Delon & Dalcan,
Q and Not U,
Funkadelic,
Cymande,
LL Cool J,
Sight & Sound,
Pylon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Adolescents,
The Modern Lovers,
Sam Rivers,
Jandek,
Lakeside,
CMW,
Gerry Rafferty,
Amon Düül II,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Magma,
Shuggie Otis,
Massinfluence,
The Cowsills,
David McCallum,
T.S.O.L.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Index,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fugazi,
Marine Girls,
David Bowie,
Stereo Dub,
Zero Boys,
Cluster,
Iggy Pop,
10cc,
Roger Hodgson,
New York Dolls,
The Dirtbombs,
Pantaleimon,
The Mummies,
Essential Logic,
Procol Harum,
The Remains,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Count Five,
Pulsallama,
Zapp,
Anakelly,
Junior Murvin,
Mark Hollis,
Tim Buckley,
Arthur Verocai,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Janne Schatter,
Crooked Eye,
Prince Buster,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.