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 Belgium and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar 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 Neu! to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Zapp,
Animal Collective,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Agent Orange,
Scrapy,
The Techniques,
Joy Division,
Japan,
The Gladiators,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scan 7,
Talk Talk,
The Busters,
the Human League,
Blancmange,
The Searchers,
Dead Boys,
Royal Trux,
Robert Hood,
Fugazi,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Anthony Braxton,
Todd Terry,
Juan Atkins,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Slackers,
Freddie Wadling,
Minnie Riperton,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jesper Dahlback,
a-ha,
Michelle Simonal,
Deadbeat,
Barclay James Harvest,
Organ,
Easy Going,
Roxy Music,
The Electric Prunes,
David Bowie,
Nick Fraelich,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Echospace,
U.S. Maple,
Soul II Soul,
Ituana,
Underground Resistance,
These Immortal Souls,
Fad Gadget,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Martian,
Lee Hazlewood,
D'Angelo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grandmaster Flash,
China Crisis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.