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 Australia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Easy Going to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Nik Kershaw,
Fluxion,
Barrington Levy,
Gichy Dan,
Stiv Bators,
Brand Nubian,
Animal Collective,
Hardrive,
Joe Finger,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joyce Sims,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Neon Judgement,
Kenny Larkin,
Godley & Creme,
Junior Murvin,
Cal Tjader,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dead Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bobby Womack,
X-101,
Throbbing Gristle,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Slick Rick,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Walker Brothers,
The Happenings,
The Blues Magoos,
The Moody Blues,
The Smiths,
Glambeats Corp.,
Judy Mowatt,
Quantec,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dawn Penn,
Alice Coltrane,
Ronnie Foster,
Scion,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
LL Cool J,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Zeros,
One Last Wish,
The Smoke,
The Slackers,
Nick Fraelich,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bauhaus,
Tom Boy,
Brass Construction,
The New Christs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rapeman,
Archie Shepp,
Blossom Toes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nils Olav,
Anthony Braxton,
Stockholm Monsters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Niagra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.