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 Burkina and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Beijing.
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 güiro 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Names,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter & Gordon,
Circle Jerks,
Shuggie Otis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jerry's Kids,
Connie Case,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scratch Acid,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Bananas,
The Velvet Underground,
Rapeman,
Eden Ahbez,
Tomorrow,
Interpol,
Whodini,
Maleditus Sound,
Moby Grape,
Au Pairs,
DJ Style,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ohio Players,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Davy DMX,
Joy Division,
Lucky Dragons,
Thee Headcoats,
Stetsasonic,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fugs,
Depeche Mode,
Wolf Eyes,
Yaz,
Popol Vuh,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mantronix,
John Lydon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Soulsonic Force,
Lindisfarne,
Underground Resistance,
Black Moon,
Tubeway Army,
The Toasters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Nirvana,
Isaac Hayes,
Warren Ellis,
Nick Fraelich,
K-Klass,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.