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 Nepal and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Thompson Twins to the funk 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Birthday Party,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
T.S.O.L.,
Todd Terry,
The Sonics,
Hasil Adkins,
Make Up,
Funkadelic,
Joey Negro,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bauhaus,
Sexual Harrassment,
Au Pairs,
John Foxx,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Visage,
Gastr Del Sol,
Funky Four + One,
Japan,
The Misunderstood,
Faraquet,
Echospace,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Robert Hood,
Gang Starr,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Surgeon,
Siglo XX,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Silicon Teens,
The Selecter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Susan Cadogan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mantronix,
FM Einheit,
Janne Schatter,
Flash Fearless,
Newcleus,
The Count Five,
EPMD,
Public Enemy,
Robert Görl,
Severed Heads,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kas Product,
Tommy Roe,
The Evens,
Half Japanese,
Joensuu 1685,
Junior Murvin,
Kurtis Blow,
Thompson Twins,
John Lydon,
The Barracudas,
Fear,
Outsiders,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gong,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.