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 Ireland and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bootsy Collins to the funk 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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gang of Four,
Whodini,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Litter,
Matthew Halsall,
Yusef Lateef,
New Age Steppers,
Quando Quango,
The Index,
Hashim,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Saints,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Bar-Kays,
Max Romeo,
Monolake,
Rhythm & Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Hot Snakes,
Sällskapet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
X-102,
A Certain Ratio,
Slave,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Peter & Gordon,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
OOIOO,
Delta 5,
Aswad,
The Beau Brummels,
Agent Orange,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Gories,
Oneida,
The Mojo Men,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Drexciya,
Marc Almond,
Piero Umiliani,
The Blues Magoos,
Graham Central Station,
Inner City,
Avey Tare,
Cybotron,
Harry Pussy,
JFA,
Jeff Mills,
Malaria!,
Ludus,
Radiohead,
Excepter,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.