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 Slovenia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Copenhagen.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Moleskins to the jazz 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dead C,
Brick,
Anakelly,
Roger Hodgson,
Camberwell Now,
Iggy Pop,
X-Ray Spex,
Sugar Minott,
The Pretty Things,
The Knickerbockers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Angry Samoans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Schoolly D,
LL Cool J,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Doors,
Agent Orange,
Neu!,
The Busters,
Au Pairs,
Essential Logic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Golliwogs,
Cybotron,
The Doobie Brothers,
Peter & Gordon,
Wolf Eyes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mandrill,
Marshall Jefferson,
Saccharine Trust,
Toni Rubio,
Masters at Work,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ultravox,
John Cale,
Section 25,
Cameo,
Pulsallama,
Ituana,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June of 44,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jeru the Damaja,
Q and Not U,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scientists,
The Count Five,
Silicon Teens,
Kayak,
Pole,
Faust,
Fear,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Magma,
David Axelrod,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.