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 Norway and from Hong Kong.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 David Bowie 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 Soul II Soul to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Section 25,
David Axelrod,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arthur Verocai,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Count Five,
Girls At Our Best!,
Grauzone,
Derrick May,
Fort Wilson Riot,
CMW,
Harry Pussy,
Graham Central Station,
The Offenders,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jacob Miller,
Sonic Youth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Agitation Free,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
John Cale,
Audionom,
Fat Boys,
The Trojans,
Unrelated Segments,
The Blackbyrds,
The Blues Magoos,
cv313,
Rites of Spring,
Max Romeo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Von Mondo,
Shoche,
Nick Fraelich,
Terry Callier,
The Beau Brummels,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Soul II Soul,
Brand Nubian,
Flash Fearless,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Matthew Bourne,
Basic Channel,
Magma,
Jacques Brel,
Suburban Knight,
Josef K,
Bobby Sherman,
Maleditus Sound,
Toni Rubio,
The Wake,
Robert Hood,
Massinfluence,
Essential Logic,
the Sonics,
Cheater Slicks,
Jeff Lynne,
Wally Richardson,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.