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 Thailand and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum 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 Tubeway Army to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens 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?
Rufus Thomas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Shuggie Otis,
D'Angelo,
Minor Threat,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cecil Taylor,
Joensuu 1685,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Leaves,
Echospace,
Scratch Acid,
Freddie Wadling,
FM Einheit,
Theoretical Girls,
Main Source,
Don Cherry,
Black Flag,
Drexciya,
Nirvana,
Surgeon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mars,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Derrick May,
Aloha Tigers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pierre Henry,
Maleditus Sound,
Con Funk Shun,
The United States of America,
X-102,
Mo-Dettes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Technova,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gun Club,
Skarface,
Saccharine Trust,
The Last Poets,
Marcia Griffiths,
Todd Rundgren,
The Victims,
Smog,
Porter Ricks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gang Starr,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Heaven 17,
The Selecter,
Harmonia,
Oneida,
Lightning Bolt,
Pere Ubu,
Liliput,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.