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 Cyprus and from Mumbai.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Agent Orange to the rock 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Rufus Thomas,
Trumans Water,
Rites of Spring,
Zero Boys,
Swell Maps,
U.S. Maple,
Negative Approach,
Von Mondo,
Fatback Band,
Newcleus,
Monks,
Banda Bassotti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dave Gahan,
Judy Mowatt,
Kurtis Blow,
Depeche Mode,
Intrusion,
Soft Cell,
Joe Smooth,
Bill Near,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Knickerbockers,
Nik Kershaw,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yellowson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Grandmaster Flash,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Simply Red,
The Stooges,
Metal Thangz,
Easy Going,
Carl Craig,
Drexciya,
Bootsy Collins,
Kenny Larkin,
Subhumans,
The Divine Comedy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ornette Coleman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Stereo Dub,
Pere Ubu,
Dark Day,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sight & Sound,
Brick,
Royal Trux,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Barracudas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Infiniti,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Zeros,
The Remains,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.