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 Azerbaijan and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 oboe 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 Man Eating Sloth to the rock 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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Thee Headcoats,
Reagan Youth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Move,
Eric Dolphy,
The Fortunes,
Negative Approach,
Robert Hood,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sound Behaviour,
Bad Manners,
Camberwell Now,
Pulsallama,
Joey Negro,
Peter and Kerry,
Jandek,
Goldenarms,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Excepter,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Pus,
Hasil Adkins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Altered Images,
Erykah Badu,
Soft Cell,
Q and Not U,
Patti Smith,
Mad Mike,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pussy Galore,
Warsaw,
Lalo Schifrin,
Infiniti,
Terrestrial Tones,
Au Pairs,
Con Funk Shun,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
AZ,
Easy Going,
Ice-T,
Deepchord,
Deakin,
Half Japanese,
The Gories,
Lou Christie,
Rites of Spring,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Adolescents,
The Leaves,
Todd Terry,
Anakelly,
Gichy Dan,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Cowsills,
Matthew Halsall,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.