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 Malaysia and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Johnny Clarke,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Pop Group,
The Leaves,
Girls At Our Best!,
Duran Duran,
Harpers Bizarre,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brick,
Hashim,
Cluster,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bootsy Collins,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Golliwogs,
Spoonie Gee,
Dead Boys,
Vladislav Delay,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ornette Coleman,
Monolake,
Harmonia,
Joe Smooth,
The Associates,
UT,
Country Teasers,
Severed Heads,
Prince Buster,
Grauzone,
The American Breed,
Bizarre Inc.,
Todd Terry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Magazine,
CMW,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
New York Dolls,
the Normal,
Joe Finger,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Make Up,
Funky Four + One,
Motorama,
La Düsseldorf,
Smog,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Vogues,
Supertramp,
KRS-One,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Infiniti,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Litter,
Jacques Brel,
Wolf Eyes,
Iggy Pop,
X-102,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jacob Miller,
JFA,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.