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 Iran 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Robert Wyatt 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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fugazi,
Gang Green,
Arcadia,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Nas,
Pantytec,
Bauhaus,
Pere Ubu,
Amon Düül II,
Tim Buckley,
a-ha,
June Days,
OOIOO,
China Crisis,
Danielle Patucci,
Loose Ends,
The Toasters,
Cheater Slicks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gang Starr,
10cc,
The Wake,
Deakin,
New Order,
Desert Stars,
Camberwell Now,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ronnie Foster,
Lungfish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Isaac Hayes,
Bush Tetras,
The Mummies,
Pet Shop Boys,
Unrelated Segments,
Mary Jane Girls,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Knickerbockers,
The Angels of Light,
Cameo,
Radiohead,
Accadde A,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Techniques,
Zapp,
The Dead C,
The Star Department,
Albert Ayler,
The Zeros,
Alton Ellis,
Metal Thangz,
Darondo,
The Real Kids,
MDC,
Andrew Hill,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Newcleus,
The Trojans,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.