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 Bangladesh 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bill Wells to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ultravox,
The Cramps,
Brass Construction,
the Soft Cell,
The Monks,
Suicide,
Smog,
Roy Ayers,
Second Layer,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Aural Exciters,
Kurtis Blow,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Zeros,
Simply Red,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The J.B.'s,
Trumans Water,
Mad Mike,
Pylon,
ABBA,
Con Funk Shun,
Altered Images,
Mars,
Soul II Soul,
Bluetip,
China Crisis,
The Raincoats,
Rekid,
Erykah Badu,
Lalann,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Parry Music,
Subhumans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mantronix,
the Sonics,
Spoonie Gee,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Aaron Thompson,
Joy Division,
10cc,
Danielle Patucci,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Q65,
X-Ray Spex,
The Names,
Marvin Gaye,
The New Christs,
Fugazi,
Tears for Fears,
Curtis Mayfield,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ponytail,
Joe Smooth,
Monks,
Silicon Teens,
Brand Nubian,
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.