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 Austria and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 David McCallum to the grime 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Black Pus,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marmalade,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Adolescents,
Bauhaus,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pantytec,
Bang On A Can,
The Shadows of Knight,
Alison Limerick,
Big Daddy Kane,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soulsonic Force,
Alice Coltrane,
Freddie Wadling,
Donny Hathaway,
Boogie Down Productions,
A Certain Ratio,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Bananas,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deakin,
Mandrill,
Sun City Girls,
Von Mondo,
Reuben Wilson,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Womack,
E-Dancer,
Janne Schatter,
Sonny Sharrock,
John Coltrane,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ultimate Spinach,
Juan Atkins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Man Eating Sloth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Mojo Men,
Blake Baxter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Walker Brothers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sällskapet,
Ralphi Rosario,
Newcleus,
The American Breed,
Radiohead,
Boz Scaggs,
Funky Four + One,
Steve Hackett,
The Star Department,
The Skatalites,
Mad Mike,
Cymande,
Isaac Hayes,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.