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 Venezuela and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dave Gahan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Ice-T,
LL Cool J,
Blossom Toes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Panda Bear,
Fela Kuti,
Lalann,
Whodini,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Kinks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lee Hazlewood,
Roxette,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ossler,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Subhumans,
Crash Course in Science,
Soul Sonic Force,
Q65,
The Associates,
Black Sheep,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Brothers Johnson,
Basic Channel,
Charles Mingus,
The Happenings,
Can,
Pylon,
In Retrospect,
Swans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Main Source,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Funkadelic,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ralphi Rosario,
Aswad,
Johnny Osbourne,
Carl Craig,
Kayak,
Slick Rick,
Essential Logic,
Bobby Womack,
Altered Images,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hardrive,
Faraquet,
Shoche,
Scan 7,
Dorothy Ashby,
Iggy Pop,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Pop Group,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.