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 Denmark and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Unwound to the crunk 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Seeds,
Main Source,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crash Course in Science,
Don Cherry,
Sonic Youth,
Pantytec,
Babytalk,
The Star Department,
Black Moon,
Thompson Twins,
Das Ding,
The Real Kids,
Delon & Dalcan,
Malaria!,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cure,
Liliput,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ituana,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Interpol,
Sun City Girls,
Minutemen,
Scrapy,
The Searchers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Beau Brummels,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Derrick Morgan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camberwell Now,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Excepter,
Loose Ends,
Flash Fearless,
Brothers Johnson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Morten Harket,
The Stooges,
ABC,
Motorama,
Grandmaster Flash,
Q and Not U,
Echospace,
The Young Rascals,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Duran Duran,
Roxette,
Colin Newman,
The Golliwogs,
Television Personalities,
Yusef Lateef,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Grey Daturas,
The Busters,
Fluxion,
Lucky Dragons,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.