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 Austria and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet 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 Kool Moe Dee to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Grey Daturas,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lightning Bolt,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dead C,
Kurtis Blow,
The Real Kids,
Connie Case,
B.T. Express,
Ten City,
Das Ding,
The Happenings,
Section 25,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
PIL,
Wings,
Intrusion,
Silicon Teens,
Quando Quango,
Simply Red,
the Slits,
Cluster,
U.S. Maple,
Deepchord,
Skaos,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ronan,
Inner City,
The Last Poets,
This Heat,
Bob Dylan,
Ponytail,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Negative Approach,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Saints,
Rosa Yemen,
The Invisible,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Germs,
Motorama,
Amon Düül,
Tres Demented,
Reuben Wilson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-Ray Spex,
The Slackers,
T. Rex,
Pagans,
Ultimate Spinach,
Peter and Kerry,
A Flock of Seagulls,
China Crisis,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Minutemen,
Leonard Cohen,
The Beau Brummels,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eddi Front,
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.