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 Mongolia and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Intrusion to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
La Düsseldorf,
Ludus,
Albert Ayler,
The Busters,
The Motions,
Joyce Sims,
Schoolly D,
Rakim,
Peter & Gordon,
Cluster,
Das Ding,
Fluxion,
Idris Muhammad,
Q65,
Kerri Chandler,
Danielle Patucci,
This Heat,
Siglo XX,
The Leaves,
Eric Dolphy,
Drexciya,
Fear,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ronan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hasil Adkins,
The Trojans,
X-101,
The Martian,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rod Modell,
Trumans Water,
The Smiths,
Girls At Our Best!,
Crash Course in Science,
Funkadelic,
Erasure,
Model 500,
Wally Richardson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Moon,
Josef K,
Bauhaus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Visage,
H. Thieme,
Althea and Donna,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Knickerbockers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Echospace,
the Association,
the Germs,
Soulsonic Force,
In Retrospect,
David McCallum,
Saccharine Trust,
Ultra Naté,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang Starr,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.