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 Austria and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Robert Palmer 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 Blancmange to the grunge 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron 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?
Barbara Tucker,
Excepter,
Deadbeat,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
A Certain Ratio,
Neil Young,
Traffic Nightmare,
Quando Quango,
Lucky Dragons,
Harry Pussy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Funky Four + One,
Y Pants,
Trumans Water,
Loose Ends,
Soft Machine,
The Barracudas,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Hashim,
Albert Ayler,
Supertramp,
Lindisfarne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Knickerbockers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris Corsano,
Ultravox,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Japan,
The Music Machine,
Archie Shepp,
Sällskapet,
Camberwell Now,
Soft Cell,
L. Decosne,
Thompson Twins,
Surgeon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sarah Menescal,
The Smoke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dual Sessions,
Adolescents,
Quadrant,
Hardrive,
The Names,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Theoretical Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Audionom,
Interpol,
Peter and Kerry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roxy Music,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Robert Hood,
Aaron Thompson,
Pussy Galore,
Erasure,
Infiniti,
Cymande,
Fela Kuti,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.