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 Ireland and from London.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Slits to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Yellowson,
Maleditus Sound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jeff Mills,
Fatback Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kenny Larkin,
The Knickerbockers,
Warren Ellis,
Brothers Johnson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kaleidoscope,
Soul II Soul,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gastr Del Sol,
Swans,
Ituana,
Sexual Harrassment,
Suicide,
Unwound,
The Red Krayola,
Adolescents,
Cameo,
Flash Fearless,
Danielle Patucci,
Procol Harum,
Agitation Free,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Blackbyrds,
Aswad,
the Association,
Matthew Bourne,
Janne Schatter,
Y Pants,
Magazine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Smog,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Motorama,
Wally Richardson,
The Gories,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ken Boothe,
One Last Wish,
Barrington Levy,
Eve St. Jones,
Rod Modell,
Ten City,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eli Mardock,
The Index,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Oblivians,
Basic Channel,
Black Pus,
Radiohead,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Shoche,
cv313,
MDC,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.