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 Indonesia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dead Boys,
Das Ding,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sam Rivers,
Nas,
Amazonics,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Count Five,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Von Mondo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Barrington Levy,
The Offenders,
Robert Görl,
Peter and Kerry,
The Knickerbockers,
Sarah Menescal,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deepchord,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Davy DMX,
Trumans Water,
Bluetip,
The Shadows of Knight,
The American Breed,
the Human League,
The Fortunes,
Anakelly,
The Dirtbombs,
Tim Buckley,
Steve Hackett,
The Pop Group,
Little Man,
Intrusion,
The Electric Prunes,
Joe Finger,
Soft Cell,
Scion,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nico,
Oblivians,
The Mojo Men,
Pantaleimon,
Fatback Band,
Skriet,
Sugar Minott,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Erykah Badu,
The Sound,
Organ,
Sonic Youth,
Glenn Branca,
Ronan,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.