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 Tunisia and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin 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 Joey Negro to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Liliput,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pantytec,
Subhumans,
Silicon Teens,
Clear Light,
Blossom Toes,
Audionom,
Moss Icon,
Gang of Four,
Alice Coltrane,
The Doobie Brothers,
Monks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Moby Grape,
Ultra Naté,
Dorothy Ashby,
AZ,
The Mummies,
Visage,
Nico,
The Gap Band,
the Slits,
Rufus Thomas,
Scott Walker,
Todd Terry,
Slave,
X-Ray Spex,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Vogues,
Byron Stingily,
The Star Department,
Yazoo,
Al Stewart,
Ronnie Foster,
In Retrospect,
John Cale,
Sällskapet,
Gastr Del Sol,
Roxy Music,
Mo-Dettes,
Leonard Cohen,
Section 25,
The Monks,
Cluster,
48th St. Collective,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Invisible,
DJ Sneak,
Lalann,
The Black Dice,
Radiopuhelimet,
June Days,
These Immortal Souls,
The Litter,
Amon Düül II,
Kevin Saunderson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rekid,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.