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 Madagascar and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the disco 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
Amon Düül,
Lyres,
The Vogues,
The Selecter,
Sight & Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Kurtis Blow,
The Golliwogs,
The Last Poets,
X-Ray Spex,
Agent Orange,
H. Thieme,
Eric Copeland,
Masters at Work,
Nas,
Gang Starr,
Davy DMX,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Vainqueur,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Essential Logic,
The Leaves,
Scion,
The Wake,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Standells,
Black Moon,
Bobby Byrd,
Prince Buster,
Chris Corsano,
Popol Vuh,
Pylon,
Absolute Body Control,
Matthew Halsall,
Lakeside,
Skriet,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Flamin' Groovies,
Icehouse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Little Man,
The Toasters,
The Fire Engines,
Model 500,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lucky Dragons,
Bush Tetras,
Graham Central Station,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Normal,
Swans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
John Foxx,
Rotary Connection,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.