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 Sri Lanka and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin 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 Japan to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Boz Scaggs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Dave Clark Five,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marmalade,
The New Christs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Massinfluence,
Das Ding,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pole,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Animal Collective,
Matthew Halsall,
The Trojans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rod Modell,
Mission of Burma,
Cameo,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep,
Pussy Galore,
Charles Mingus,
Lou Reed,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Monks,
B.T. Express,
Liliput,
Section 25,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
ABC,
Camberwell Now,
Groovy Waters,
X-102,
Flipper,
MDC,
Blake Baxter,
Althea and Donna,
The Cowsills,
Janne Schatter,
Adolescents,
Alison Limerick,
Reuben Wilson,
Gabor Szabo,
Fugazi,
Clear Light,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
EPMD,
The Selecter,
David Axelrod,
U.S. Maple,
Throbbing Gristle,
Piero Umiliani,
Mantronix,
Severed Heads,
JFA,
Interpol,
June Days,
Warsaw,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.