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 Somalia and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Depeche Mode to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Monks,
Minor Threat,
Youth Brigade,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Shadows of Knight,
Robert Wyatt,
The Selecter,
Barbara Tucker,
Alice Coltrane,
Franke,
Moebius,
CMW,
Roger Hodgson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Slits,
Joe Smooth,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ponytail,
E-Dancer,
Wings,
Pet Shop Boys,
Babytalk,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Blackbyrds,
B.T. Express,
Fat Boys,
Aaron Thompson,
Kas Product,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marine Girls,
X-102,
The Dead C,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ohio Players,
Carl Craig,
Kurtis Blow,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gichy Dan,
Isaac Hayes,
Bush Tetras,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bluetip,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Talk Talk,
Brand Nubian,
The Red Krayola,
Boredoms,
MDC,
Black Moon,
T. Rex,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nation of Ulysses,
Unrelated Segments,
JFA,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terrestrial Tones,
Davy DMX,
Jimmy McGriff,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.