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 Poland and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes 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 Tomorrow to the jazz 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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Mars,
Darondo,
Joe Smooth,
Leonard Cohen,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Flesh Eaters,
Country Teasers,
Camouflage,
Silicon Teens,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ludus,
The Gories,
Henry Cow,
Joensuu 1685,
Underground Resistance,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bluetip,
48th St. Collective,
The Dirtbombs,
The Seeds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Colin Newman,
Panda Bear,
Peter & Gordon,
Ice-T,
Cymande,
The Move,
Sparks,
Al Stewart,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Avey Tare,
Eve St. Jones,
Spoonie Gee,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lungfish,
X-102,
Easy Going,
cv313,
Interpol,
The Invisible,
Aloha Tigers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Con Funk Shun,
The Music Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Drexciya,
Smog,
The Saints,
The Zeros,
Franke,
Young Marble Giants,
Depeche Mode,
Ken Boothe,
Stereo Dub,
Pulsallama,
Sandy B,
Rites of Spring,
Tom Boy,
Minor Threat,
Au Pairs,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.