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 Samoa and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe 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 Electric Prunes to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Remains,
Kas Product,
FM Einheit,
Alison Limerick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Popol Vuh,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kenny Larkin,
the Swans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Symarip,
Unwound,
Susan Cadogan,
Rekid,
Blake Baxter,
Bad Manners,
The Angels of Light,
Franke,
Accadde A,
UT,
The Neon Judgement,
Junior Murvin,
Tropical Tobacco,
Moebius,
Jacques Brel,
Max Romeo,
The Gun Club,
The Slackers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Yaz,
Gichy Dan,
Japan,
The Mojo Men,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Quantec,
Can,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eddi Front,
Jesper Dahlback,
Swell Maps,
Eden Ahbez,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bronski Beat,
the Association,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Animal Collective,
Reuben Wilson,
Graham Central Station,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Youth Brigade,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Index,
Jacob Miller,
KRS-One,
Cheater Slicks,
Neu!,
Maurizio,
Cymande,
The Martian,
Hasil Adkins,
Dave Gahan,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.