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 India and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the marimba 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the grime 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T. Rex,
Excepter,
China Crisis,
Bobby Byrd,
Aural Exciters,
Crispian St. Peters,
DJ Style,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ken Boothe,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Walker Brothers,
The Victims,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Suburban Knight,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Vainqueur,
James White and The Blacks,
Freddie Wadling,
Reuben Wilson,
Saccharine Trust,
The Saints,
Ossler,
Ralphi Rosario,
Davy DMX,
Dead Boys,
Lucky Dragons,
Youth Brigade,
cv313,
Ludus,
The Gun Club,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cramps,
Joe Smooth,
Brothers Johnson,
Bill Near,
Wally Richardson,
Eric Dolphy,
Amon Düül II,
Robert Wyatt,
Laurel Aitken,
Henry Cow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Altered Images,
New York Dolls,
Althea and Donna,
Cybotron,
E-Dancer,
Shuggie Otis,
The Doors,
Deadbeat,
Traffic Nightmare,
Robert Görl,
The Evens,
MC5,
Tommy Roe,
Quantec,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Wake,
Mars,
the Bar-Kays,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.