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 Netherlands and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Joensuu 1685 to the rap 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bob Dylan,
The Associates,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Gun Club,
Boredoms,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lakeside,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Walker Brothers,
Con Funk Shun,
Grauzone,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gil Scott Heron,
10cc,
Iggy Pop,
The Buckinghams,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stetsasonic,
Sparks,
Darondo,
Public Enemy,
The Fortunes,
the Bar-Kays,
Junior Murvin,
Index,
Arcadia,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aaron Thompson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tres Demented,
Blake Baxter,
Absolute Body Control,
Cal Tjader,
Parry Music,
Roy Ayers,
Icehouse,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Electric Prunes,
Aloha Tigers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Colin Newman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Intrusion,
The Techniques,
Funkadelic,
Steve Hackett,
The Invisible,
the Soft Cell,
Easy Going,
Soft Cell,
Erykah Badu,
John Lydon,
Bad Manners,
Rufus Thomas,
Eric Dolphy,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.