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 Sri Lanka and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 güiro 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 Soul II Soul to the disco 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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Sun Ra,
The Zeros,
Glambeats Corp.,
Erasure,
Rosa Yemen,
Hardrive,
The Fortunes,
Rapeman,
Monks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bob Dylan,
Anakelly,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gories,
Monolake,
Neil Young,
Unwound,
Danielle Patucci,
Siglo XX,
Basic Channel,
Nico,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
New Order,
Swans,
The Fuzztones,
Ohio Players,
DJ Style,
Radio Birdman,
Y Pants,
Sixth Finger,
K-Klass,
The Mojo Men,
Gregory Isaacs,
Charles Mingus,
Jesper Dahlback,
Donny Hathaway,
Whodini,
FM Einheit,
Fat Boys,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Invisible,
Roger Hodgson,
Gil Scott Heron,
DNA,
Stiv Bators,
Crispy Ambulance,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Index,
Half Japanese,
Wire,
Quadrant,
OOIOO,
The Gap Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jeff Mills,
The Human League,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sparks,
Scratch Acid,
Hashim,
Cluster, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster.
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.