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 Iran and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jeff Lynne to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Aloha Tigers,
Max Romeo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scrapy,
The Selecter,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Hot Snakes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sällskapet,
Brothers Johnson,
The Doors,
Arthur Verocai,
Agitation Free,
The Litter,
Minny Pops,
Harry Pussy,
Fear,
Bill Near,
The Fuzztones,
Guru Guru,
Das Ding,
The Leaves,
Symarip,
Crime,
Cluster,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Skaos,
Oneida,
The Angels of Light,
The New Christs,
the Slits,
The Martian,
Adolescents,
Wally Richardson,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eric Copeland,
The Star Department,
Lightning Bolt,
Tubeway Army,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Television,
The Buckinghams,
Flash Fearless,
Lucky Dragons,
The Mojo Men,
Derrick Morgan,
Stetsasonic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nik Kershaw,
The Doobie Brothers,
Charles Mingus,
Groovy Waters,
Unwound,
Joy Division,
Crash Course in Science,
Essential Logic,
Ituana,
Vainqueur,
AZ,
Goldenarms,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yazoo,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.