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 Kuwait and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Delta 5 to the grime 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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Sexual Harrassment,
Porter Ricks,
Eric Copeland,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scott Walker,
Maurizio,
The Angels of Light,
Curtis Mayfield,
Derrick May,
Graham Central Station,
Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Evens,
David McCallum,
Roxette,
Kas Product,
Roxy Music,
Circle Jerks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Sheep,
Crispian St. Peters,
Procol Harum,
Suicide,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Maleditus Sound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
New Order,
Michelle Simonal,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Magazine,
Terrestrial Tones,
Suburban Knight,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visage,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hasil Adkins,
The Blackbyrds,
Harry Pussy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Monks,
The Neon Judgement,
Susan Cadogan,
Jeff Mills,
Roy Ayers,
Zero Boys,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Iggy Pop,
Spoonie Gee,
Ronan,
Howard Jones,
Faraquet,
Deadbeat,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Invisible,
Sam Rivers,
FM Einheit,
Lucky Dragons,
Symarip,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.