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 Mozambique and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Surgeon to the grime 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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Underground Resistance,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nico,
Angry Samoans,
Skriet,
The Stooges,
Max Romeo,
Urselle,
Television Personalities,
The Kinks,
Tubeway Army,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barbara Tucker,
Severed Heads,
Deepchord,
Shoche,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gun Club,
Nik Kershaw,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Boogie Down Productions,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jacques Brel,
DJ Sneak,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pierre Henry,
Reagan Youth,
Eddi Front,
Gang Gang Dance,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Davy DMX,
Tres Demented,
Amon Düül II,
LL Cool J,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Pop Group,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Brass Construction,
Warren Ellis,
Altered Images,
The Star Department,
The Fugs,
John Holt,
Joensuu 1685,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Prince Buster,
Mantronix,
ABBA,
Kenny Larkin,
F. McDonald,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Make Up,
The Gap Band,
Lindisfarne,
The Buckinghams,
The Tremeloes,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.