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 Netherlands and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pantaleimon to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Bootsy Collins,
Marcia Griffiths,
Alice Coltrane,
Joe Finger,
Wolf Eyes,
the Normal,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Japan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gabor Szabo,
Susan Cadogan,
Judy Mowatt,
Eddi Front,
Cecil Taylor,
Shuggie Otis,
Charles Mingus,
Tomorrow,
The United States of America,
Graham Central Station,
Kaleidoscope,
Rekid,
Rhythm & Sound,
Donny Hathaway,
PIL,
Grauzone,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dual Sessions,
Sonny Sharrock,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skriet,
Black Flag,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soul II Soul,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crash Course in Science,
The Tremeloes,
Heaven 17,
Marine Girls,
Dead Boys,
Motorama,
Roger Hodgson,
The Fugs,
Cal Tjader,
Brothers Johnson,
Peter & Gordon,
Boz Scaggs,
Amon Düül II,
Duran Duran,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Cowsills,
Joey Negro,
Outsiders,
Delta 5,
Morten Harket,
Cymande,
The Dead C,
ABC,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Avey Tare,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.