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 Lithuania and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Crispian St. Peters to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Letta Mbulu,
Essential Logic,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roy Ayers,
The Fire Engines,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fugs,
Porter Ricks,
The Litter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Sun Ra,
Soulsonic Force,
Whodini,
Qualms,
The Fuzztones,
One Last Wish,
New Age Steppers,
Eric Copeland,
Donald Byrd,
R.M.O.,
The Fortunes,
Mantronix,
Tres Demented,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Gap Band,
Wolf Eyes,
The Happenings,
Juan Atkins,
John Cale,
Tim Buckley,
The Slits,
Soft Cell,
The Stooges,
The Young Rascals,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ice-T,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suburban Knight,
LL Cool J,
Moebius,
Pylon,
Bobby Sherman,
Gang Green,
Unwound,
Anthony Braxton,
The Skatalites,
Blake Baxter,
Minny Pops,
Quantec,
Sister Nancy,
Chris Corsano,
Deepchord,
Black Bananas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marvin Gaye,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.