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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Harmonia to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scan 7,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Popol Vuh,
Babytalk,
Kas Product,
Spoonie Gee,
EPMD,
Carl Craig,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Moby Grape,
Skaos,
Radiohead,
Grey Daturas,
Josef K,
Rites of Spring,
The United States of America,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Supertramp,
Guru Guru,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
La Düsseldorf,
It's A Beautiful Day,
KRS-One,
Sound Behaviour,
Rosa Yemen,
Brass Construction,
The Neon Judgement,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Zero Boys,
Inner City,
The Kinks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Al Stewart,
Livin' Joy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grauzone,
Hashim,
Bronski Beat,
Clear Light,
The Music Machine,
The Doors,
Fluxion,
The Mojo Men,
Frankie Knuckles,
Peter & Gordon,
Anakelly,
The Gun Club,
Iggy Pop,
Marc Almond,
Con Funk Shun,
The Fall,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lakeside,
Nils Olav,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Funky Four + One,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Grass Roots,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.