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 France and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pylon to the disco 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
Animal Collective,
John Cale,
Gang of Four,
Aloha Tigers,
Chrome,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Vainqueur,
Leonard Cohen,
Ludus,
the Soft Cell,
Idris Muhammad,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Second Layer,
Section 25,
The Zeros,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Walker Brothers,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joy Division,
Scott Walker,
Neil Young,
The Mojo Men,
Marine Girls,
Shuggie Otis,
Essential Logic,
Lalann,
Jeff Mills,
Mary Jane Girls,
Angry Samoans,
The Young Rascals,
Minor Threat,
Ultra Naté,
Visage,
The Five Americans,
Gang Starr,
Das Ding,
D'Angelo,
Wasted Youth,
Warren Ellis,
Laurel Aitken,
Pharoah Sanders,
Yaz,
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DJ Sneak,
Mandrill,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Babytalk,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cybotron,
Unrelated Segments,
Lungfish,
K-Klass,
Byron Stingily,
Jesper Dahlback,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scratch Acid,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.