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 Kiribati and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba 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 Donald Byrd to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Jacob Miller,
Althea and Donna,
The Count Five,
The Gap Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Carl Craig,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
World's Most,
Radio Birdman,
The Vogues,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gong,
The Moody Blues,
Scratch Acid,
The Human League,
The Star Department,
10cc,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Curtis Mayfield,
Arcadia,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kerri Chandler,
The Martian,
The Cramps,
Public Enemy,
MDC,
The Five Americans,
Visage,
Tim Buckley,
Panda Bear,
The Mummies,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Moby Grape,
Al Stewart,
The Seeds,
Quadrant,
Kas Product,
Glambeats Corp.,
Interpol,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Anthony Braxton,
Bang On A Can,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Faraquet,
The Buckinghams,
Donny Hathaway,
Main Source,
Au Pairs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pantytec,
Aloha Tigers,
Erykah Badu,
Grey Daturas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tubeway Army,
Robert Hood,
Gang of Four,
Sun City Girls,
Cecil Taylor,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.