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 Netherlands and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Drive Like Jehu to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Juan Atkins,
The Smiths,
The Selecter,
Davy DMX,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Toni Rubio,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rekid,
The Buckinghams,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Five Americans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Amon Düül,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gories,
Sun Ra,
The Techniques,
The Kinks,
Byron Stingily,
Gong,
Fear,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Neil Young,
kango's stein massive,
D'Angelo,
Slave,
Avey Tare,
Altered Images,
Cal Tjader,
Basic Channel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Thee Headcoats,
Jeff Lynne,
Zero Boys,
Leonard Cohen,
Q65,
The Saints,
In Retrospect,
Jacques Brel,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Black Bananas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Dead C,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Freddie Wadling,
Technova,
Bluetip,
A Certain Ratio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rod Modell,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pylon,
Mantronix,
Kas Product,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.