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 Ecuador and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ 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 Remains to the funk 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Laurel Aitken,
Pagans,
Rotary Connection,
Connie Case,
The Human League,
The Happenings,
Danielle Patucci,
The Associates,
Heaven 17,
Funky Four + One,
In Retrospect,
Swell Maps,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pylon,
Freddie Wadling,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Model 500,
Ronan,
Urselle,
Curtis Mayfield,
Amon Düül,
Stiv Bators,
Von Mondo,
Flash Fearless,
T.S.O.L.,
Warren Ellis,
Rosa Yemen,
Groovy Waters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Arab on Radar,
Colin Newman,
Symarip,
Eden Ahbez,
Gerry Rafferty,
Peter and Kerry,
Iggy Pop,
June Days,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Anthony Braxton,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bill Wells,
Aloha Tigers,
X-102,
Pole,
Loose Ends,
Arcadia,
Ponytail,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rapeman,
The Litter,
ABBA,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Theoretical Girls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scientists,
Maleditus Sound,
Marine Girls,
Funkadelic,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.