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 Kuwait and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Donald Fagen 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 Black Flag to the jazz 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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Spoonie Gee,
The Skatalites,
Jacob Miller,
Zapp,
Unwound,
Quantec,
The Vogues,
CMW,
The Remains,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Faraquet,
Q65,
Reagan Youth,
Alice Coltrane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Dead C,
Ponytail,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Excepter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Derrick Morgan,
Nick Fraelich,
Anakelly,
DJ Style,
Amon Düül II,
Eve St. Jones,
Shuggie Otis,
Bang On A Can,
The Grass Roots,
Donald Byrd,
Albert Ayler,
Alphaville,
The Durutti Column,
Franke,
Camouflage,
Blossom Toes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Trumans Water,
Jeff Lynne,
Blake Baxter,
Graham Central Station,
Motorama,
Jesper Dahlback,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Qualms,
Desert Stars,
10cc,
Sparks,
Tropical Tobacco,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Saccharine Trust,
The Misunderstood,
Outsiders,
Agent Orange,
Scratch Acid,
Todd Terry,
Skarface,
The Victims,
Grey Daturas,
Rakim,
Scott Walker,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.