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 Ivory Coast and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 CMW to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Massinfluence,
The Index,
Technova,
EPMD,
Roxy Music,
Crispian St. Peters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
La Düsseldorf,
Eric B and Rakim,
Franke,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joy Division,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Charles Mingus,
Surgeon,
Brass Construction,
Porter Ricks,
Prince Buster,
Talk Talk,
John Holt,
Marc Almond,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Easy Going,
Urselle,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minnie Riperton,
Al Stewart,
Glenn Branca,
Gang Starr,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Star Department,
The Dead C,
Rufus Thomas,
John Cale,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bootsy Collins,
Can,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scan 7,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mandrill,
Hashim,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Remains,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gun Club,
The Gories,
Bang On A Can,
Clear Light,
New Age Steppers,
Cameo,
The Angels of Light,
The Shadows of Knight,
Darondo,
Duran Duran,
Pulsallama,
Hoover,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.