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 Libya and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 ABBA to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Blake Baxter,
Panda Bear,
Massinfluence,
Eric Dolphy,
Duran Duran,
Alison Limerick,
Fat Boys,
Kurtis Blow,
Scratch Acid,
Piero Umiliani,
Popol Vuh,
Fatback Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
X-101,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Offenders,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Aaron Thompson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jeru the Damaja,
Procol Harum,
Nas,
Cybotron,
The Detroit Cobras,
R.M.O.,
Wally Richardson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hardrive,
Sun Ra,
Babytalk,
Jawbox,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gang Gang Dance,
48th St. Collective,
Arthur Verocai,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kayak,
Ornette Coleman,
Urselle,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Soul II Soul,
Newcleus,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Neon Judgement,
Youth Brigade,
Deakin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Peter & Gordon,
The Trojans,
The Pop Group,
Metal Thangz,
Model 500,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dennis Brown,
10cc,
Organ,
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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.