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 Syria and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Oblivians to the techno 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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Au Pairs,
Rakim,
T. Rex,
Tomorrow,
Alton Ellis,
Yellowson,
the Germs,
Janne Schatter,
Black Moon,
Q and Not U,
DJ Style,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Japan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eve St. Jones,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roxy Music,
Urselle,
the Slits,
the Normal,
Sun City Girls,
Frankie Knuckles,
Swell Maps,
The Doors,
Fela Kuti,
Mark Hollis,
Tubeway Army,
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Archie Shepp,
Television Personalities,
Liliput,
The Offenders,
Mad Mike,
The Standells,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Little Man,
Marvin Gaye,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Associates,
The Techniques,
The Young Rascals,
Siglo XX,
UT,
Outsiders,
Average White Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Judy Mowatt,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cymande,
Soft Machine,
Sandy B,
Ralphi Rosario,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Q65,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Stooges,
Rites of Spring,
Kas Product,
Symarip,
Soul II Soul,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.