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 Liechtenstein and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer 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 Bill Near to the grime 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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Babytalk,
Scion,
Funkadelic,
Tom Boy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Pretty Things,
The Invisible,
Panda Bear,
Arab on Radar,
Television Personalities,
Y Pants,
Flipper,
Chris & Cosey,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alice Coltrane,
Cecil Taylor,
Leonard Cohen,
Country Teasers,
Wolf Eyes,
F. McDonald,
Liliput,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Danielle Patucci,
Neil Young,
Flash Fearless,
Accadde A,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
June Days,
Banda Bassotti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Make Up,
Jimmy McGriff,
KRS-One,
Charles Mingus,
Spandau Ballet,
Saccharine Trust,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Franke,
E-Dancer,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fat Boys,
Sparks,
The Gladiators,
The Toasters,
Matthew Halsall,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Derrick May,
Barry Ungar,
Jeff Lynne,
Mission of Burma,
The Kinks,
Patti Smith,
Graham Central Station,
Pere Ubu,
Von Mondo,
Gang of Four,
The Fuzztones,
Morten Harket,
Wire,
Gichy Dan,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.