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 Micronesia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Holger Czukay 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 Dennis Brown 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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
The Doors,
Flash Fearless,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Amazonics,
Country Teasers,
David McCallum,
Yusef Lateef,
Harpers Bizarre,
Reagan Youth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mandrill,
The Durutti Column,
The Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Soft Cell,
Fugazi,
The Sonics,
The Human League,
E-Dancer,
Slave,
Camouflage,
Magazine,
Easy Going,
Pole,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Max Romeo,
Black Flag,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Skarface,
Vainqueur,
David Bowie,
Nico,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Shadows of Knight,
Malaria!,
Mars,
Von Mondo,
The United States of America,
Nik Kershaw,
Connie Case,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pere Ubu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eli Mardock,
Deadbeat,
The Blues Magoos,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Remains,
Black Bananas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sonic Youth,
Cymande,
Junior Murvin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Normal,
Franke,
June of 44,
Jacques Brel,
Todd Rundgren,
Rites of Spring,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.