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 Gambia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron 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 Lyres to the grunge 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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ludus,
Neil Young,
Average White Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pylon,
Ohio Players,
The Dirtbombs,
Peter and Kerry,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tom Boy,
Arab on Radar,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fortunes,
The Divine Comedy,
Kerri Chandler,
Eric Dolphy,
World's Most,
Anthony Braxton,
Skriet,
Simply Red,
John Foxx,
John Cale,
Essential Logic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Motorama,
Black Pus,
Agitation Free,
Maurizio,
Charles Mingus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Curtis Mayfield,
Howard Jones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ten City,
Marmalade,
Marshall Jefferson,
Porter Ricks,
The Black Dice,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Inner City,
Andrew Hill,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Silicon Teens,
Tears for Fears,
Spandau Ballet,
The Saints,
The Neon Judgement,
Drexciya,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Star Department,
Matthew Bourne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camberwell Now,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ponytail,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Symarip,
Peter & Gordon,
The Moleskins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.