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 Nauru and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
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 Hoover to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Cheater Slicks,
Sarah Menescal,
One Last Wish,
Los Fastidios,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minnie Riperton,
The Gladiators,
Bobby Womack,
Joyce Sims,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Golliwogs,
The Pretty Things,
The Beau Brummels,
The Skatalites,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Smiths,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Boredoms,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Susan Cadogan,
Jeff Mills,
Gichy Dan,
Bill Near,
Bobby Byrd,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
UT,
Black Moon,
The Black Dice,
R.M.O.,
Bauhaus,
Pole,
June of 44,
Soul Sonic Force,
Main Source,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pulsallama,
Mission of Burma,
Funky Four + One,
Fugazi,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Sheep,
Skriet,
The Happenings,
E-Dancer,
The Sound,
X-Ray Spex,
Altered Images,
Oblivians,
Eve St. Jones,
Clear Light,
Schoolly D,
Pet Shop Boys,
Saccharine Trust,
Jesper Dahlback,
Average White Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Godley & Creme,
Brand Nubian,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.