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 Costa Rica and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rhythm & Sound 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Andrew Hill,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jeff Lynne,
John Foxx,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gong,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mummies,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Susan Cadogan,
Wasted Youth,
Interpol,
Glambeats Corp.,
Loose Ends,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Spoonie Gee,
Smog,
Simply Red,
Rakim,
Lakeside,
Barry Ungar,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pantytec,
Country Teasers,
Delta 5,
the Human League,
Whodini,
Black Moon,
Josef K,
Talk Talk,
AZ,
Sparks,
The Mojo Men,
Lower 48,
Underground Resistance,
Deepchord,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bootsy Collins,
Sarah Menescal,
D'Angelo,
Roxy Music,
Metal Thangz,
The Fugs,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Techniques,
Qualms,
Junior Murvin,
Erasure,
Reuben Wilson,
Minny Pops,
Negative Approach,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Silicon Teens,
The Trojans,
Pagans,
Sight & Sound,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.