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 Italy and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 mellotron 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the techno 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Archie Shepp,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Victims,
Sarah Menescal,
Ronan,
Minor Threat,
The Cowsills,
Rhythm & Sound,
Agent Orange,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mo-Dettes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eric B and Rakim,
Subhumans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cluster,
Crash Course in Science,
Nils Olav,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
This Heat,
The Star Department,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mandrill,
The Fortunes,
Jeff Lynne,
Sister Nancy,
Barry Ungar,
Television,
Eddi Front,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Echospace,
Jandek,
The Moody Blues,
Agitation Free,
Liliput,
Ohio Players,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Gun Club,
New Order,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rapeman,
Aswad,
The Monks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dave Gahan,
Pierre Henry,
B.T. Express,
Ralphi Rosario,
E-Dancer,
Cecil Taylor,
Andrew Hill,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gang of Four,
Rufus Thomas,
Blake Baxter,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.