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 Benin 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 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 K-Klass to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
B.T. Express,
Metal Thangz,
LL Cool J,
Fad Gadget,
Tears for Fears,
Flash Fearless,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fela Kuti,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ponytail,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ornette Coleman,
Young Marble Giants,
Agitation Free,
Dave Gahan,
The Knickerbockers,
Unwound,
Arab on Radar,
The Human League,
Lucky Dragons,
Unrelated Segments,
Icehouse,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roxy Music,
Cybotron,
Funky Four + One,
CMW,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Faraquet,
Godley & Creme,
Electric Prunes,
Marine Girls,
Liliput,
Los Fastidios,
Joey Negro,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Swans,
Supertramp,
The Dirtbombs,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter & Gordon,
Todd Rundgren,
Quadrant,
Roxette,
Livin' Joy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Minny Pops,
Slave,
Max Romeo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Underground Resistance,
Amon Düül,
ABBA,
Alison Limerick,
Eric Dolphy,
Country Teasers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.