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 Ethiopia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Funkadelic to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
DJ Style,
48th St. Collective,
Brass Construction,
Dennis Brown,
cv313,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Fire Engines,
Das Ding,
Agitation Free,
Sparks,
Con Funk Shun,
Jandek,
Main Source,
Essential Logic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Germs,
Heaven 17,
Groovy Waters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Absolute Body Control,
Lindisfarne,
John Lydon,
Clear Light,
Stockholm Monsters,
New Age Steppers,
The Modern Lovers,
Schoolly D,
Mr. Review,
Radiohead,
Cybotron,
Von Mondo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joensuu 1685,
Hasil Adkins,
Gabor Szabo,
Leonard Cohen,
Basic Channel,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Pretty Things,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Khruangbin,
Sixth Finger,
Joe Smooth,
Nils Olav,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Divine Comedy,
Sällskapet,
Rhythm & Sound,
Blake Baxter,
Jeff Lynne,
Mission of Burma,
The Sonics,
the Association,
Whodini,
Tears for Fears,
Colin Newman,
The Five Americans,
The Fortunes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Juan Atkins,
Pantytec,
Connie Case,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.