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 Niger and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soulsonic Force to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
The Divine Comedy,
Josef K,
New Order,
Ten City,
Quadrant,
The Durutti Column,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scion,
Tomorrow,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Real Kids,
Iggy Pop,
Brothers Johnson,
The Raincoats,
PIL,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Pretty Things,
Lightning Bolt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Invisible,
Howard Jones,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kool Moe Dee,
Alice Coltrane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
In Retrospect,
Popol Vuh,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Unrelated Segments,
Ponytail,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Trumans Water,
Radiohead,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
John Holt,
Marmalade,
the Sonics,
The Litter,
Wire,
Rotary Connection,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Smiths,
Warsaw,
The Moody Blues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Altered Images,
Crispy Ambulance,
Yaz,
Japan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Slick Rick,
Black Moon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gang of Four,
The Black Dice,
Technova,
Stiv Bators,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Zeros,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.