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 Pakistan and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Philadelphia.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Smiths to the grunge 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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soft Machine,
AZ,
Essential Logic,
Mandrill,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Guru Guru,
Bad Manners,
The Gap Band,
kango's stein massive,
Bob Dylan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crooked Eye,
The Real Kids,
Echospace,
LL Cool J,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
PIL,
Soft Cell,
A Certain Ratio,
Tomorrow,
Trumans Water,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lower 48,
L. Decosne,
Magazine,
Brick,
Public Enemy,
Unwound,
Lou Reed,
Nico,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ronnie Foster,
Gabor Szabo,
Jeff Mills,
Gong,
The Toasters,
Shoche,
The Mojo Men,
Rosa Yemen,
Peter and Kerry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Motorama,
Unrelated Segments,
Piero Umiliani,
The Last Poets,
Deakin,
Amon Düül,
June of 44,
Boredoms,
Minutemen,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Trojans,
Supertramp,
The Flesh Eaters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Index,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Blackbyrds,
Slave,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.