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 Syria and from Halifax.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Leonard Cohen,
Pet Shop Boys,
Graham Central Station,
Minny Pops,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
New Order,
The Searchers,
The Invisible,
Funky Four + One,
Liliput,
Lungfish,
Trumans Water,
Althea and Donna,
Sällskapet,
Jawbox,
Josef K,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Pus,
Goldenarms,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Deakin,
Eurythmics,
Erykah Badu,
The Zeros,
Animal Collective,
The Names,
Brass Construction,
The Gories,
48th St. Collective,
Cymande,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Remains,
Donny Hathaway,
The Dirtbombs,
PIL,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fugs,
The Sound,
Joe Smooth,
Panda Bear,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
kango's stein massive,
Bang On A Can,
Laurel Aitken,
Danielle Patucci,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Heaven 17,
The Young Rascals,
Soft Cell,
Nils Olav,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Banda Bassotti,
Arcadia,
Mars,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bad Manners,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.