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 Comoros and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro 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 Isaac Hayes to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tommy Roe,
Minny Pops,
Mary Jane Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Massinfluence,
Metal Thangz,
The Smiths,
Boz Scaggs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lightning Bolt,
Fatback Band,
Chrome,
Rosa Yemen,
Sällskapet,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Peter & Gordon,
Cymande,
Sex Pistols,
Susan Cadogan,
Letta Mbulu,
Iggy Pop,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thompson Twins,
Jerry's Kids,
Desert Stars,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mo-Dettes,
Joyce Sims,
Echospace,
Clear Light,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sight & Sound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jeff Lynne,
June of 44,
Groovy Waters,
Juan Atkins,
Maleditus Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Grass Roots,
Matthew Bourne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Monochrome Set,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Wake,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jeru the Damaja,
10cc,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Swans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Faraquet,
the Sonics,
Tres Demented,
Pere Ubu,
The Golliwogs,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.