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 Brunei and from New York.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mo-Dettes to the jazz 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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Jimmy McGriff,
Blancmange,
Fluxion,
Liliput,
The Skatalites,
Interpol,
The Raincoats,
The Neon Judgement,
X-Ray Spex,
Tom Boy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Erykah Badu,
Matthew Bourne,
Ossler,
World's Most,
Quando Quango,
Dorothy Ashby,
Stetsasonic,
Japan,
Angry Samoans,
Joy Division,
Roxy Music,
Spandau Ballet,
The Red Krayola,
PIL,
Index,
Marcia Griffiths,
Leonard Cohen,
Godley & Creme,
Arthur Verocai,
Thompson Twins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
These Immortal Souls,
The Last Poets,
Crispian St. Peters,
Duran Duran,
Gang Starr,
Icehouse,
Parry Music,
Blake Baxter,
Gang Gang Dance,
Radiohead,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nirvana,
Roxette,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aloha Tigers,
Bill Near,
Laurel Aitken,
Pantaleimon,
UT,
Traffic Nightmare,
DJ Style,
The Golliwogs,
The Motions,
Moss Icon,
The Wake,
Pierre Henry,
Stereo Dub,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.