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 the UAE 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The J.B.'s to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
kango's stein massive,
Das Ding,
Easy Going,
Metal Thangz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scott Walker,
Massinfluence,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lakeside,
Spandau Ballet,
Fatback Band,
Glenn Branca,
Deadbeat,
The Moleskins,
The Cure,
Bauhaus,
Talk Talk,
In Retrospect,
Lebanon Hanover,
Au Pairs,
Morten Harket,
Todd Rundgren,
Crispy Ambulance,
R.M.O.,
Oneida,
Cheater Slicks,
Patti Smith,
Loose Ends,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Barracudas,
The Mummies,
Godley & Creme,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Dirtbombs,
Leonard Cohen,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marine Girls,
Von Mondo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Masters at Work,
Yusef Lateef,
Dorothy Ashby,
Delta 5,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Half Japanese,
Letta Mbulu,
Nico,
Blossom Toes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cal Tjader,
John Lydon,
Fad Gadget,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joyce Sims,
Dennis Brown,
Ituana,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Seeds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.