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 Colombia and from Mumbai.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 clarinet 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 A Certain Ratio 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
The Buckinghams,
EPMD,
Josef K,
Tres Demented,
Scion,
Jerry's Kids,
Magma,
Los Fastidios,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Vainqueur,
Wolf Eyes,
The Black Dice,
Rekid,
John Coltrane,
Eve St. Jones,
Yusef Lateef,
K-Klass,
Gang Gang Dance,
Electric Prunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Blues Magoos,
Janne Schatter,
Desert Stars,
Q and Not U,
Franke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soft Machine,
The Sonics,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The United States of America,
Malaria!,
Hot Snakes,
Bad Manners,
Fluxion,
The Monks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rod Modell,
Infiniti,
Colin Newman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Warren Ellis,
Darondo,
Khruangbin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Television,
Fat Boys,
Sonic Youth,
Hoover,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jandek,
Guru Guru,
The Motions,
Suburban Knight,
Ultimate Spinach,
Audionom,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Radiopuhelimet,
Minutemen,
Kenny Larkin,
Andrew Hill,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.