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 Kosovo and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 harpsichord 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 a-ha to the techno 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks 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?
Section 25,
kango's stein massive,
Jesper Dahlback,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Slackers,
Todd Terry,
ABC,
Mission of Burma,
Rufus Thomas,
Albert Ayler,
UT,
Lungfish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Erykah Badu,
Agent Orange,
Minor Threat,
Prince Buster,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skriet,
Anakelly,
Dave Gahan,
Susan Cadogan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Reuben Wilson,
Sight & Sound,
Arab on Radar,
Spandau Ballet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Franke,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lucky Dragons,
Curtis Mayfield,
Isaac Hayes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Youth Brigade,
Niagra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Steve Hackett,
Matthew Bourne,
Barrington Levy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Symarip,
Quantec,
Livin' Joy,
Black Bananas,
U.S. Maple,
Faust,
Altered Images,
Man Eating Sloth,
L. Decosne,
Pagans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Maleditus Sound,
Nirvana,
New Order,
Popol Vuh,
John Coltrane,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.