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 Bangladesh and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 synthesizer 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 Country Teasers to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Vladislav Delay,
Tim Buckley,
Oblivians,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Association,
Ice-T,
Oneida,
Brass Construction,
Donny Hathaway,
Rotary Connection,
Camberwell Now,
Junior Murvin,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Erykah Badu,
Chris Corsano,
Crispian St. Peters,
June Days,
The Happenings,
Circle Jerks,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Doors,
The Mojo Men,
the Germs,
Bill Near,
Smog,
Terry Callier,
Alison Limerick,
Symarip,
Youth Brigade,
The Remains,
The United States of America,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pharoah Sanders,
John Lydon,
Thompson Twins,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Robert Görl,
The Birthday Party,
kango's stein massive,
Morten Harket,
Country Teasers,
Intrusion,
Public Enemy,
Isaac Hayes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantytec,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joensuu 1685,
Reuben Wilson,
Sexual Harrassment,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moby Grape,
Procol Harum,
Connie Case,
Stockholm Monsters,
Avey Tare,
Bobby Byrd,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.