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 Liechtenstein and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord 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 Deakin to the grime 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bootsy Collins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ronan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Suburban Knight,
8 Eyed Spy,
Au Pairs,
Pere Ubu,
Robert Hood,
Avey Tare,
Spoonie Gee,
James White and The Blacks,
Negative Approach,
Isaac Hayes,
The Black Dice,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Deepchord,
The Remains,
Hoover,
The Angels of Light,
The Mojo Men,
Henry Cow,
Frankie Knuckles,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Heaven 17,
Eurythmics,
Lindisfarne,
B.T. Express,
Dorothy Ashby,
Trumans Water,
Ponytail,
Gang Starr,
Accadde A,
Fat Boys,
Sonny Sharrock,
Janne Schatter,
The Martian,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
U.S. Maple,
Echospace,
Grauzone,
June of 44,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fear,
New York Dolls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ronnie Foster,
Liliput,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Radio Birdman,
Simply Red,
The Dead C,
The Smoke,
LL Cool J,
Moby Grape,
Vladislav Delay,
Blossom Toes,
Eric Dolphy,
Ultimate Spinach,
June Days,
Masters at Work,
Rekid, Rekid, Rekid, Rekid.
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.