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 Philippines and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Happenings to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Stooges,
Metal Thangz,
Main Source,
Joensuu 1685,
The Moody Blues,
New Age Steppers,
New York Dolls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Zapp,
48th St. Collective,
Fat Boys,
Khruangbin,
Heaven 17,
OOIOO,
Brothers Johnson,
Basic Channel,
Iggy Pop,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Neu!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Dolphy,
Sister Nancy,
Pierre Henry,
Todd Rundgren,
Delta 5,
Yaz,
The Toasters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Red Krayola,
LL Cool J,
Arthur Verocai,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Blake Baxter,
Lalann,
EPMD,
Cheater Slicks,
Oblivians,
The Cowsills,
Joy Division,
Prince Buster,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Gories,
Saccharine Trust,
cv313,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Flag,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cal Tjader,
Roxy Music,
Sugar Minott,
Ultravox,
Lakeside,
Charles Mingus,
Subhumans,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.