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 Guinea-Bissau and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar 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 Half Japanese to the crunk 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 Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. 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?
Scan 7,
The Music Machine,
Bill Near,
Schoolly D,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minutemen,
Boz Scaggs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sixth Finger,
Skarface,
Sister Nancy,
The Happenings,
Babytalk,
The Sound,
Yellowson,
Connie Case,
Skriet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tubeway Army,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Maurizio,
Althea and Donna,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Unrelated Segments,
Alton Ellis,
Ohio Players,
Juan Atkins,
Swell Maps,
Black Sheep,
Basic Channel,
Ponytail,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Black Bananas,
Max Romeo,
The Fortunes,
Pole,
Tears for Fears,
Mandrill,
Frankie Knuckles,
Yaz,
Outsiders,
Sugar Minott,
Rod Modell,
The Selecter,
Ornette Coleman,
Matthew Halsall,
Surgeon,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Human League,
LL Cool J,
New Order,
The Walker Brothers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ice-T,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Seeds,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dennis Brown,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.