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 Uzbekistan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
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 oboe 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 Electric Prunes to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Deadbeat,
Crooked Eye,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dennis Brown,
Shoche,
Sandy B,
Funkadelic,
Index,
Japan,
Rotary Connection,
H. Thieme,
David McCallum,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kool Moe Dee,
Animal Collective,
Black Moon,
June of 44,
Youth Brigade,
Gichy Dan,
Slave,
Bill Near,
Sugar Minott,
Jeru the Damaja,
Glenn Branca,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eric Copeland,
Tommy Roe,
Deakin,
Barrington Levy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hardrive,
Buzzcocks,
Marc Almond,
Pole,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Organ,
Eddi Front,
Au Pairs,
Average White Band,
Deepchord,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bauhaus,
Lightning Bolt,
Porter Ricks,
F. McDonald,
Warren Ellis,
The Fuzztones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Spoonie Gee,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Index,
Delon & Dalcan,
Harmonia,
Bad Manners,
Pylon,
One Last Wish,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.