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 Lebanon and from Jakarta.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Black Dice to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Scan 7,
Ultra Naté,
Freddie Wadling,
Charles Mingus,
The Blackbyrds,
Barry Ungar,
Ronnie Foster,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Infiniti,
Vainqueur,
Matthew Bourne,
Tres Demented,
The Walker Brothers,
Harmonia,
Matthew Halsall,
Agent Orange,
Clear Light,
OOIOO,
Kurtis Blow,
Henry Cow,
Spoonie Gee,
Das Ding,
Roxette,
X-101,
Alton Ellis,
Andrew Hill,
Sam Rivers,
Brass Construction,
Pet Shop Boys,
Circle Jerks,
Scion,
Black Pus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Chris Corsano,
DJ Style,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Beau Brummels,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tomorrow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Durutti Column,
MDC,
Barbara Tucker,
The Dirtbombs,
A Certain Ratio,
EPMD,
Country Teasers,
The Barracudas,
Joyce Sims,
Flash Fearless,
The Sound,
The Raincoats,
Fatback Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dawn Penn,
Wally Richardson,
June Days,
Don Cherry,
the Association,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.