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 Philippines and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Erasure to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
The Grass Roots,
The Electric Prunes,
Michelle Simonal,
Q and Not U,
Moss Icon,
Jeff Lynne,
World's Most,
John Coltrane,
Ken Boothe,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sun Ra,
the Slits,
Country Joe & The Fish,
OOIOO,
Buzzcocks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Bar-Kays,
Unrelated Segments,
Model 500,
Morten Harket,
Camouflage,
Los Fastidios,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Royal Trux,
Technova,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lower 48,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Alton Ellis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Mojo Men,
The Move,
Josef K,
Mantronix,
Scott Walker,
New York Dolls,
The New Christs,
Sugar Minott,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Danielle Patucci,
Au Pairs,
D'Angelo,
Arab on Radar,
The Raincoats,
Roxette,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Vladislav Delay,
Rotary Connection,
Joey Negro,
Pharoah Sanders,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ice-T,
Procol Harum,
Derrick May,
Fugazi,
Jesper Dahlback,
Motorama,
The Techniques,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.