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 Iceland and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Section 25 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Terrestrial Tones,
Organ,
Pantaleimon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
La Düsseldorf,
Spoonie Gee,
David McCallum,
The Invisible,
the Germs,
Cluster,
Harpers Bizarre,
Peter and Kerry,
Vladislav Delay,
Fad Gadget,
Flash Fearless,
Urselle,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
One Last Wish,
Aswad,
The Monochrome Set,
DJ Style,
Iggy Pop,
Radiohead,
Gabor Szabo,
World's Most,
Patti Smith,
Howard Jones,
Suicide,
The Gories,
The Fire Engines,
Rosa Yemen,
Schoolly D,
Gang of Four,
Agitation Free,
Heaven 17,
The Electric Prunes,
Hashim,
Stereo Dub,
the Human League,
The Techniques,
Q and Not U,
Jawbox,
The Smoke,
Cybotron,
Roxette,
Boredoms,
Bill Near,
Godley & Creme,
John Lydon,
Josef K,
Eli Mardock,
The Mojo Men,
Faust,
Wolf Eyes,
Maleditus Sound,
Jacques Brel,
Grey Daturas,
Nils Olav,
Unrelated Segments,
Funkadelic,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.