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 Italy and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kaleidoscope to the techno 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Bang On A Can,
This Heat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kenny Larkin,
The Moody Blues,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Flash Fearless,
D'Angelo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Icehouse,
E-Dancer,
Skaos,
Kerrie Biddell,
Arcadia,
Swell Maps,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Cure,
Fela Kuti,
PIL,
Thee Headcoats,
Alphaville,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mandrill,
Black Pus,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Victims,
Underground Resistance,
Danielle Patucci,
The Invisible,
Model 500,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Guru Guru,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bill Wells,
The Moleskins,
Faust,
Gong,
Shuggie Otis,
Deakin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Warren Ellis,
Qualms,
One Last Wish,
The Tremeloes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Quantec,
UT,
Nils Olav,
Oneida,
Soft Machine,
The Music Machine,
Radiopuhelimet,
X-102,
Blake Baxter,
Subhumans,
Minor Threat,
Trumans Water,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.