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 Afghanistan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 arpeggiator 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 Bauhaus to the punk 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
Gregory Isaacs,
Brand Nubian,
Tim Buckley,
The Kinks,
The Monochrome Set,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lalo Schifrin,
Godley & Creme,
Kerrie Biddell,
Chrome,
The Leaves,
Barclay James Harvest,
Country Teasers,
Audionom,
DJ Style,
The Barracudas,
The Slits,
Hot Snakes,
Kerri Chandler,
L. Decosne,
Mr. Review,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Litter,
Easy Going,
Royal Trux,
The Gladiators,
Byron Stingily,
Intrusion,
Rotary Connection,
Toni Rubio,
Ice-T,
Skarface,
Sexual Harrassment,
Danielle Patucci,
Animal Collective,
Blake Baxter,
Los Fastidios,
Nick Fraelich,
Main Source,
Yusef Lateef,
Negative Approach,
the Normal,
Don Cherry,
Johnny Clarke,
The Buckinghams,
Chris & Cosey,
Average White Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bobby Byrd,
Jeru the Damaja,
Second Layer,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Wake,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Young Rascals,
Accadde A,
Inner City,
Joe Smooth,
the Soft Cell,
T. Rex,
Section 25,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.