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 Cambodia and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ultra Naté to the dance 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Desert Stars,
The Music Machine,
The Velvet Underground,
48th St. Collective,
Icehouse,
Alton Ellis,
Oneida,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Crispian St. Peters,
Michelle Simonal,
Pierre Henry,
Ultimate Spinach,
Danielle Patucci,
Charles Mingus,
The Remains,
Black Moon,
The Birthday Party,
The Monks,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Count Five,
John Holt,
Tim Buckley,
The Sound,
Technova,
Vainqueur,
The Gap Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chrome,
The Trojans,
Robert Görl,
The Slackers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Swans,
Quadrant,
Outsiders,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
A Certain Ratio,
Malaria!,
Trumans Water,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wire,
Chris & Cosey,
Gang Gang Dance,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Amon Düül,
10cc,
Rekid,
Nick Fraelich,
New Age Steppers,
The Barracudas,
Rites of Spring,
Pylon,
Talk Talk,
Sam Rivers,
LL Cool J,
X-101,
Neu!,
The Modern Lovers,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.