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 Lithuania and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator 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 Joe Smooth to the punk 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kas Product,
Kurtis Blow,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cameo,
The Victims,
Davy DMX,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Sonics,
B.T. Express,
Black Pus,
Steve Hackett,
These Immortal Souls,
Popol Vuh,
Brand Nubian,
David Bowie,
PIL,
Trumans Water,
Aloha Tigers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
China Crisis,
Lower 48,
Swans,
Tim Buckley,
Schoolly D,
Bobby Byrd,
Minnie Riperton,
Metal Thangz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
JFA,
Excepter,
Surgeon,
Freddie Wadling,
The Golliwogs,
Sight & Sound,
Fela Kuti,
The Moleskins,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Todd Rundgren,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flipper,
Wings,
Brothers Johnson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The New Christs,
The Dead C,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Skarface,
Drexciya,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Warsaw,
Ohio Players,
Roxy Music,
Alphaville,
Moss Icon,
the Swans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.