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 Rwanda and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 snare 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 Deakin to the dance 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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?
Niagra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cluster,
Roger Hodgson,
Yaz,
Derrick May,
The Divine Comedy,
Dark Day,
Pantytec,
The Busters,
Alton Ellis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cameo,
Icehouse,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fall,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Slackers,
Althea and Donna,
Sparks,
Echospace,
The Monochrome Set,
Animal Collective,
Nas,
a-ha,
The Toasters,
Bill Near,
Underground Resistance,
Radio Birdman,
Faraquet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Agitation Free,
Gang Gang Dance,
Piero Umiliani,
The Real Kids,
Loose Ends,
Bush Tetras,
Lyres,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Associates,
June Days,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Toni Rubio,
The Durutti Column,
Bronski Beat,
Supertramp,
Radiohead,
Buzzcocks,
CMW,
Drexciya,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Absolute Body Control,
Boredoms,
Unwound,
Ornette Coleman,
Main Source,
Colin Newman,
Los Fastidios,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.