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 Somalia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin 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 Bill Wells to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Bush Tetras,
8 Eyed Spy,
Accadde A,
Symarip,
Ralphi Rosario,
Brass Construction,
Deadbeat,
Quadrant,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lyres,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wally Richardson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Maleditus Sound,
Anakelly,
The Buckinghams,
The United States of America,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Stooges,
Matthew Bourne,
Idris Muhammad,
Eden Ahbez,
Aaron Thompson,
Sexual Harrassment,
PIL,
Warren Ellis,
Bronski Beat,
Byron Stingily,
The Detroit Cobras,
Average White Band,
MDC,
Brand Nubian,
John Foxx,
Derrick Morgan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Eddi Front,
Sällskapet,
Barrington Levy,
Scientists,
The Divine Comedy,
The Dead C,
Echospace,
Rakim,
K-Klass,
Amon Düül II,
LL Cool J,
Model 500,
Max Romeo,
the Soft Cell,
DJ Style,
Gang of Four,
The Invisible,
FM Einheit,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jacob Miller,
Con Funk Shun,
Flipper,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.