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 Jordan and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Connie Case to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Aswad,
U.S. Maple,
Lalann,
Livin' Joy,
Marmalade,
Boredoms,
The Doors,
Todd Rundgren,
Carl Craig,
Porter Ricks,
Swell Maps,
Ituana,
Young Marble Giants,
Kayak,
the Human League,
Nils Olav,
Erasure,
Lower 48,
Q and Not U,
Dual Sessions,
Hot Snakes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Derrick Morgan,
Toni Rubio,
Unwound,
Aloha Tigers,
Procol Harum,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alton Ellis,
Albert Ayler,
Radio Birdman,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed,
Fugazi,
E-Dancer,
Wolf Eyes,
Gang of Four,
The Mojo Men,
Black Pus,
Chris Corsano,
ABBA,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dark Day,
The Angels of Light,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cure,
Stiv Bators,
The Remains,
Thompson Twins,
Big Daddy Kane,
Negative Approach,
Scientists,
Simply Red,
Marc Almond,
The Gories,
Inner City,
Goldenarms,
Camberwell Now,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.