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 Japan and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cluster to the disco 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Morten Harket,
World's Most,
The Searchers,
DJ Sneak,
Lindisfarne,
Lightning Bolt,
Urselle,
Mo-Dettes,
Lebanon Hanover,
June of 44,
Circle Jerks,
Roy Ayers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
X-101,
Max Romeo,
The Smiths,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jacob Miller,
Simply Red,
Monolake,
Tim Buckley,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Q and Not U,
Mad Mike,
Warsaw,
DNA,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric Copeland,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nas,
Average White Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Sun City Girls,
Duran Duran,
Infiniti,
Grey Daturas,
John Foxx,
cv313,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lower 48,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Womack,
Dual Sessions,
June Days,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pulsallama,
Y Pants,
Archie Shepp,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Golliwogs,
Animal Collective,
The Sonics,
The Toasters,
Funkadelic,
Roxy Music,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Associates,
Grandmaster Flash,
L. Decosne,
Patti Smith,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.