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 Iraq and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Edmonton.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lyres to the electroclash 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Monolake,
The Monks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rod Modell,
The Smoke,
John Holt,
Sister Nancy,
Funky Four + One,
Livin' Joy,
Von Mondo,
Vladislav Delay,
Juan Atkins,
Unrelated Segments,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Archie Shepp,
The Walker Brothers,
The Electric Prunes,
The Modern Lovers,
Masters at Work,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Gun Club,
R.M.O.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Smog,
Robert Hood,
Duran Duran,
Jimmy McGriff,
Brothers Johnson,
Underground Resistance,
Nik Kershaw,
Flamin' Groovies,
Vainqueur,
Agitation Free,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Malaria!,
Barbara Tucker,
New Order,
Index,
DJ Sneak,
UT,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Evens,
10cc,
The Moody Blues,
Derrick Morgan,
Alice Coltrane,
Unwound,
Schoolly D,
Symarip,
Brick,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Pretty Things,
Public Enemy,
DJ Style,
Scan 7,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Letta Mbulu,
The Slits,
EPMD,
Circle Jerks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Newcleus,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.