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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Beijing.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Parry Music to the electroclash 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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
The Standells,
Jandek,
Sixth Finger,
Eurythmics,
The Cramps,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Offenders,
Robert Görl,
A Certain Ratio,
kango's stein massive,
Vladislav Delay,
Gang Starr,
The Pop Group,
Aswad,
Zero Boys,
Vainqueur,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mandrill,
Technova,
Dark Day,
Sandy B,
Pagans,
Gichy Dan,
The Black Dice,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Television,
Bad Manners,
Chrome,
Barry Ungar,
Pussy Galore,
Cymande,
David Axelrod,
Radio Birdman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kayak,
Freddie Wadling,
Funky Four + One,
The Real Kids,
Royal Trux,
Easy Going,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mars,
Funkadelic,
The Velvet Underground,
The Detroit Cobras,
U.S. Maple,
Massinfluence,
Banda Bassotti,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Arthur Verocai,
Kas Product,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Delta 5,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scion,
Livin' Joy,
Iggy Pop,
Unwound,
Soft Cell,
Grauzone,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.