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 Latvia and from Lyon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar 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 Television Personalities to the rap 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Suburban Knight,
Das Ding,
Visage,
Pere Ubu,
Tommy Roe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Talk Talk,
Mary Jane Girls,
Shoche,
Lou Christie,
Jeff Lynne,
The Black Dice,
Wings,
Jerry's Kids,
Pet Shop Boys,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Silicon Teens,
The Alarm Clocks,
Patti Smith,
FM Einheit,
Roxy Music,
Funkadelic,
Boredoms,
Circle Jerks,
Sandy B,
Roger Hodgson,
Leonard Cohen,
Susan Cadogan,
Andrew Hill,
The Litter,
U.S. Maple,
The Fortunes,
Television,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Slackers,
Inner City,
Lee Hazlewood,
Shuggie Otis,
Severed Heads,
Matthew Bourne,
Pierre Henry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Albert Ayler,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
L. Decosne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Raincoats,
MC5,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sex Pistols,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Seeds,
The Saints,
Roxette,
The Vogues,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.