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 Grenada and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fire Engines to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
T.S.O.L.,
Lyres,
Funkadelic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rakim,
Soulsonic Force,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Five Americans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sugar Minott,
Joe Finger,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marvin Gaye,
Lalann,
Blossom Toes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Moebius,
Circle Jerks,
Average White Band,
Quadrant,
Audionom,
Kas Product,
Magma,
The Martian,
The Stooges,
Glambeats Corp.,
X-102,
Animal Collective,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Toni Rubio,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Yaz,
Sällskapet,
Livin' Joy,
the Normal,
The Smiths,
Iggy Pop,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Monochrome Set,
Grandmaster Flash,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
David McCallum,
Qualms,
Harpers Bizarre,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aloha Tigers,
Hardrive,
the Sonics,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ralphi Rosario,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pole,
Mission of Burma,
Bill Near,
The Fugs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.