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 Uruguay and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kurtis Blow to the techno 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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord 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 mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Magma,
Pylon,
Tomorrow,
Excepter,
Henry Cow,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sandy B,
Todd Terry,
The Slackers,
Sight & Sound,
Panda Bear,
Blake Baxter,
Stereo Dub,
Jawbox,
Man Parrish,
The Names,
Japan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marvin Gaye,
Flipper,
Toni Rubio,
Hardrive,
Marine Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Agent Orange,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chris Corsano,
Alison Limerick,
Amon Düül II,
Livin' Joy,
Maurizio,
Quando Quango,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Donny Hathaway,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
H. Thieme,
Sällskapet,
Dual Sessions,
The Selecter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sun City Girls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tim Buckley,
Skaos,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jacques Brel,
Lebanon Hanover,
Boogie Down Productions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
T.S.O.L.,
Lou Christie,
Deakin,
Eli Mardock,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Alphaville,
Unrelated Segments,
Kerri Chandler,
Ice-T,
The Music Machine,
Dead Boys,
Dave Gahan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.