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 Cape Verde and from Jakarta.
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 Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dual Sessions to the rap 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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog 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 '70s 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Leonard Cohen,
The Sonics,
Andrew Hill,
Negative Approach,
Das Ding,
Sight & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Harry Pussy,
Angry Samoans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Davy DMX,
The Count Five,
The Happenings,
Babytalk,
New York Dolls,
Marine Girls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Chris Corsano,
Simply Red,
Reagan Youth,
Iggy Pop,
The Evens,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Deakin,
Stetsasonic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Victims,
cv313,
JFA,
Agent Orange,
China Crisis,
Shoche,
Man Parrish,
Kenny Larkin,
Country Teasers,
Rod Modell,
ABC,
Easy Going,
Fort Wilson Riot,
June Days,
Johnny Osbourne,
In Retrospect,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lightning Bolt,
Echospace,
Dark Day,
KRS-One,
F. McDonald,
Cecil Taylor,
Derrick Morgan,
Marc Almond,
Hasil Adkins,
Patti Smith,
Tomorrow,
Rotary Connection,
Television Personalities,
Janne Schatter,
Main Source,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.