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 Qatar and from Calgary.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sarah Menescal to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
KRS-One,
Amazonics,
June of 44,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tommy Roe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Leaves,
Popol Vuh,
Kaleidoscope,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Fania All-Stars,
Magazine,
Babytalk,
the Association,
The Five Americans,
Moby Grape,
Model 500,
Suicide,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Liliput,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Toni Rubio,
Lungfish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Faust,
Wasted Youth,
The Fall,
Dead Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
Masters at Work,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Unrelated Segments,
Kerrie Biddell,
Deepchord,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Funky Four + One,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
James White and The Blacks,
The Seeds,
The Count Five,
Bluetip,
Fad Gadget,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pole,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Khruangbin,
The Human League,
Youth Brigade,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Zapp,
Graham Central Station,
Bobby Womack,
Shuggie Otis,
Girls At Our Best!,
Arab on Radar,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eric B and Rakim,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.