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 Bolivia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Reuben Wilson to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
One Last Wish,
The Selecter,
Dennis Brown,
T. Rex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jandek,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ice-T,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Smog,
Minor Threat,
The Cowsills,
These Immortal Souls,
Outsiders,
Flipper,
ABC,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gang Green,
The Residents,
Agitation Free,
Danielle Patucci,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Michelle Simonal,
Marvin Gaye,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Livin' Joy,
Neil Young,
Eric Copeland,
Sonny Sharrock,
Little Man,
Tubeway Army,
8 Eyed Spy,
Black Bananas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sex Pistols,
Moebius,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Althea and Donna,
The Index,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Technova,
Suburban Knight,
Monolake,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fear,
Fad Gadget,
The Gap Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Grauzone,
China Crisis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Smiths,
Jacob Miller,
The United States of America,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Wolf Eyes,
Tears for Fears,
Stereo Dub,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.