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 Germany and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 organ 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 The Gladiators to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Grass Roots,
The Associates,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Young Rascals,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Technova,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lyres,
It's A Beautiful Day,
UT,
The Dirtbombs,
Ituana,
Lou Christie,
Scott Walker,
World's Most,
Chris Corsano,
Hot Snakes,
K-Klass,
Main Source,
Hardrive,
The Seeds,
Skarface,
Scion,
Bill Near,
KRS-One,
Lucky Dragons,
Soft Cell,
L. Decosne,
Pantytec,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sällskapet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Television Personalities,
Ossler,
Goldenarms,
Prince Buster,
Grauzone,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Aloha Tigers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Max Romeo,
Lou Reed,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Sonics,
Slick Rick,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Wings,
Henry Cow,
The J.B.'s,
The Gories,
The Angels of Light,
The Golliwogs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tubeway Army,
Minor Threat,
Swell Maps,
Hasil Adkins,
Altered Images,
Eurythmics,
Accadde A,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.