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 Sweden and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba 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 grime 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Shoche,
Andrew Hill,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Junior Murvin,
Tropical Tobacco,
Erykah Badu,
Thee Headcoats,
The Motions,
Joensuu 1685,
Magma,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Neon Judgement,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Aaron Thompson,
Todd Terry,
Althea and Donna,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nik Kershaw,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
PIL,
Fad Gadget,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Doors,
Pantytec,
Rod Modell,
Susan Cadogan,
Anakelly,
Alphaville,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Stetsasonic,
Mission of Burma,
Bluetip,
DNA,
Jerry's Kids,
The Shadows of Knight,
Warren Ellis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Subhumans,
James White and The Blacks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Piero Umiliani,
Nirvana,
Ornette Coleman,
Agitation Free,
The Durutti Column,
David McCallum,
Tom Boy,
One Last Wish,
Alison Limerick,
U.S. Maple,
Donald Byrd,
X-101,
The Trojans,
Goldenarms,
Girls At Our Best!,
MDC,
Siglo XX,
Niagra,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.