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 Belgium and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Smiths to the grime 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
New Age Steppers,
Howard Jones,
Cal Tjader,
Cecil Taylor,
Ossler,
Idris Muhammad,
Robert Hood,
Blossom Toes,
The Smiths,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eve St. Jones,
Soul Sonic Force,
Graham Central Station,
The Gap Band,
Severed Heads,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Motorama,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Vainqueur,
Bobby Sherman,
Tim Buckley,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Model 500,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Patti Smith,
Jeff Mills,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Techniques,
Rites of Spring,
The Barracudas,
Soul II Soul,
Oblivians,
Adolescents,
Siglo XX,
Silicon Teens,
Panda Bear,
Roy Ayers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ituana,
The Slackers,
Nico,
Quando Quango,
Flash Fearless,
Joe Finger,
Lalann,
Eric Copeland,
Basic Channel,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Simply Red,
The Golliwogs,
Piero Umiliani,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Buckinghams,
The J.B.'s,
Groovy Waters,
Alice Coltrane,
Flipper,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cymande,
Max Romeo,
Thompson Twins,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.