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 Tajikistan and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin 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 Joyce Sims to the jazz 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Terry Callier,
Sixth Finger,
Dead Boys,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Shoche,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Young Rascals,
Sparks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Moleskins,
Agitation Free,
The Pretty Things,
R.M.O.,
Royal Trux,
Electric Prunes,
Swell Maps,
Nik Kershaw,
Soft Cell,
Arcadia,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Janne Schatter,
Boz Scaggs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Iggy Pop,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cameo,
Mission of Burma,
Minnie Riperton,
DNA,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Offenders,
the Germs,
The Slackers,
The Motions,
Josef K,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dual Sessions,
Nick Fraelich,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kurtis Blow,
Fluxion,
The Gap Band,
10cc,
Robert Wyatt,
Flash Fearless,
Crash Course in Science,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sun City Girls,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marvin Gaye,
Hot Snakes,
D'Angelo,
B.T. Express,
Kas Product,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bush Tetras,
The Fall,
Moss Icon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Derrick May,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.