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 Iran and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
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 mellotron 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 Flamin' Groovies to the funk 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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Black Sheep,
Siglo XX,
Blake Baxter,
Chris & Cosey,
Judy Mowatt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barry Ungar,
Icehouse,
Morten Harket,
The Busters,
Bobby Byrd,
Stetsasonic,
David McCallum,
Lou Reed,
Zero Boys,
New Order,
Porter Ricks,
Archie Shepp,
Davy DMX,
Nils Olav,
Iggy Pop,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fat Boys,
Donny Hathaway,
Bizarre Inc.,
Soul II Soul,
Rosa Yemen,
Fad Gadget,
Newcleus,
Rotary Connection,
Flash Fearless,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Surgeon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bluetip,
Marmalade,
China Crisis,
Lalann,
Arthur Verocai,
Interpol,
Bill Wells,
Model 500,
Schoolly D,
DJ Style,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Suburban Knight,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Accadde A,
Prince Buster,
Alton Ellis,
the Slits,
New Age Steppers,
David Axelrod,
Jawbox,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Maurizio,
Todd Terry,
Theoretical Girls,
Kas Product,
The Moody Blues,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.