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 Ethiopia and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tokyo.
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 clarinet 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 David Axelrod to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Agent Orange,
Talk Talk,
Duran Duran,
Mantronix,
Eden Ahbez,
Hot Snakes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Swell Maps,
Sonic Youth,
Danielle Patucci,
Iggy Pop,
Bootsy Collins,
Piero Umiliani,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DJ Sneak,
Glenn Branca,
Joey Negro,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Audionom,
Jeff Mills,
Jacob Miller,
Pere Ubu,
Black Pus,
Carl Craig,
Howard Jones,
Cymande,
Tubeway Army,
The Victims,
The New Christs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Arcadia,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Popol Vuh,
Pussy Galore,
The American Breed,
Michelle Simonal,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Dead C,
Bluetip,
Subhumans,
ABBA,
Scrapy,
X-102,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gabor Szabo,
Nirvana,
Aloha Tigers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rhythm & Sound,
This Heat,
CMW,
Outsiders,
Arthur Verocai,
X-Ray Spex,
Soul II Soul,
L. Decosne,
Grandmaster Flash,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Real Kids,
Robert Wyatt,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.