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 Cambodia and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Hong Kong.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Soul Sonic Force to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Anthony Braxton,
China Crisis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nas,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marvin Gaye,
Q65,
Junior Murvin,
Mr. Review,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cecil Taylor,
The Kinks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Interpol,
Bizarre Inc.,
Q and Not U,
Fat Boys,
Audionom,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jeru the Damaja,
FM Einheit,
The Grass Roots,
Alice Coltrane,
Shuggie Otis,
Frankie Knuckles,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ohio Players,
Aloha Tigers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kevin Saunderson,
Althea and Donna,
the Soft Cell,
Sister Nancy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Yazoo,
Erasure,
The Evens,
Popol Vuh,
Stockholm Monsters,
Shoche,
Bobby Womack,
Easy Going,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Prince Buster,
the Human League,
Quando Quango,
Amon Düül,
Wasted Youth,
Tomorrow,
Y Pants,
The Fugs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Normal,
Harpers Bizarre,
Icehouse,
The Tremeloes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiohead,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.