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 Spain and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 David Bowie 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 Arthur Verocai to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Brand Nubian,
Supertramp,
Tropical Tobacco,
Susan Cadogan,
Marine Girls,
Aaron Thompson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Cure,
This Heat,
Derrick Morgan,
Jandek,
DJ Style,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Au Pairs,
Delta 5,
Technova,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grey Daturas,
the Human League,
Neu!,
Arcadia,
The Mojo Men,
La Düsseldorf,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Offenders,
Glambeats Corp.,
Groovy Waters,
Erykah Badu,
Cheater Slicks,
Rapeman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mark Hollis,
Warren Ellis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minor Threat,
Janne Schatter,
Carl Craig,
Rakim,
Faraquet,
Graham Central Station,
Lebanon Hanover,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Slick Rick,
Aloha Tigers,
The Slits,
Wally Richardson,
Black Pus,
Harpers Bizarre,
The New Christs,
Tears for Fears,
Parry Music,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Hashim,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mad Mike,
LL Cool J,
Rekid,
The Techniques,
Peter and Kerry,
JFA,
Jeff Lynne,
Brick,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.