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 Nauru 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Graham Central Station to the crunk 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Popol Vuh,
Kas Product,
Nils Olav,
Echospace,
Blancmange,
Grey Daturas,
The Evens,
Skaos,
Nick Fraelich,
Electric Prunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fat Boys,
Sight & Sound,
Radio Birdman,
The Skatalites,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Archie Shepp,
Neu!,
The Associates,
Mad Mike,
Ornette Coleman,
UT,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cecil Taylor,
Jandek,
Godley & Creme,
Bronski Beat,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Marvin Gaye,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Basic Channel,
Massinfluence,
Porter Ricks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Japan,
Slave,
Buzzcocks,
Rekid,
Sonic Youth,
The Fire Engines,
Aswad,
Quando Quango,
The Detroit Cobras,
Carl Craig,
Warren Ellis,
Scott Walker,
John Foxx,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Boredoms,
Eddi Front,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pantytec,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Model 500,
Royal Trux,
Scientists,
Blossom Toes,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.