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 Honduras and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb 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 Interpol to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Minny Pops,
Drexciya,
Brass Construction,
Altered Images,
The Fuzztones,
Royal Trux,
Harry Pussy,
Tommy Roe,
Stiv Bators,
Hashim,
Main Source,
Babytalk,
Lower 48,
The Raincoats,
Beasts of Bourbon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Malaria!,
H. Thieme,
Buzzcocks,
This Heat,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ronan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Move,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ituana,
The Sonics,
Yazoo,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Invisible,
Electric Prunes,
Panda Bear,
Barclay James Harvest,
Minutemen,
Howard Jones,
Funkadelic,
Qualms,
Dave Gahan,
Zero Boys,
Tomorrow,
Arthur Verocai,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Skarface,
The Litter,
Quantec,
Pylon,
kango's stein massive,
The Music Machine,
Con Funk Shun,
Idris Muhammad,
David Bowie,
David Axelrod,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Flag,
Deepchord,
Eric Copeland,
OOIOO,
Neu!,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.