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 Monaco and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin 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 Stockholm Monsters to the dance 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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Johnny Osbourne,
Porter Ricks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Niagra,
the Normal,
The Beau Brummels,
The Divine Comedy,
Leonard Cohen,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Cale,
Black Bananas,
Visage,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scion,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
8 Eyed Spy,
Audionom,
Aural Exciters,
Gichy Dan,
Monolake,
Jesper Dahlback,
Zapp,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
F. McDonald,
Desert Stars,
New York Dolls,
Tres Demented,
The Tremeloes,
Davy DMX,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sixth Finger,
Ultra Naté,
Make Up,
Intrusion,
Nas,
Bluetip,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Star Department,
Chris & Cosey,
Gang Starr,
Supertramp,
Funky Four + One,
Fear,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Stetsasonic,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Remains,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lalann,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gregory Isaacs,
Judy Mowatt,
Pantaleimon,
The J.B.'s,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soft Machine,
Anakelly,
Minor Threat,
New Order,
Blossom Toes,
Schoolly D,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.