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 Brunei and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron 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 Make Up to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tres Demented,
The Slackers,
Wolf Eyes,
Lightning Bolt,
Magma,
Ten City,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Amon Düül,
Pylon,
X-Ray Spex,
Hasil Adkins,
Stiv Bators,
Tommy Roe,
Idris Muhammad,
Piero Umiliani,
Deakin,
JFA,
Los Fastidios,
MDC,
Charles Mingus,
Sarah Menescal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Durutti Column,
Supertramp,
The Busters,
La Düsseldorf,
The Leaves,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mo-Dettes,
Black Sheep,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sonic Youth,
K-Klass,
Unrelated Segments,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Babytalk,
Avey Tare,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Blackbyrds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Infiniti,
The Walker Brothers,
KRS-One,
Mars,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Victims,
UT,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scratch Acid,
The Tremeloes,
Jandek,
Camberwell Now,
Young Marble Giants,
Rakim,
Blossom Toes,
The Toasters,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Radiohead,
June Days,
Pagans,
Ice-T,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.