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 Latvia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 Boz Scaggs to the rap 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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
The Smiths,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kool Moe Dee,
The American Breed,
kango's stein massive,
cv313,
Joy Division,
Sällskapet,
Banda Bassotti,
Sam Rivers,
Mission of Burma,
Ohio Players,
Absolute Body Control,
Sight & Sound,
8 Eyed Spy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Amon Düül,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Donny Hathaway,
Ken Boothe,
The Slits,
The Angels of Light,
Roxette,
Visage,
Au Pairs,
Pagans,
John Coltrane,
Lebanon Hanover,
Glambeats Corp.,
Swell Maps,
Lou Reed,
Mandrill,
Joensuu 1685,
ABBA,
Rotary Connection,
Cluster,
Amazonics,
The Velvet Underground,
The Martian,
Quando Quango,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
OOIOO,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
In Retrospect,
Donald Byrd,
Jeff Lynne,
The Count Five,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Junior Murvin,
Josef K,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Selecter,
Suicide,
The Techniques,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Terry Callier,
Sex Pistols,
The Associates,
Q and Not U,
ABC,
Alison Limerick,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.