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 Morocco 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Fortunes to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Neil Young,
Toni Rubio,
Schoolly D,
The Blackbyrds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
CMW,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soul II Soul,
Stereo Dub,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Litter,
Maurizio,
The Cramps,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Man Eating Sloth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Darondo,
Yaz,
Barry Ungar,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ken Boothe,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Zapp,
Au Pairs,
The Busters,
Banda Bassotti,
Robert Hood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Magma,
Supertramp,
Tomorrow,
Iggy Pop,
Roy Ayers,
Panda Bear,
Arthur Verocai,
The Residents,
The Leaves,
Brothers Johnson,
Pole,
The Index,
Stiv Bators,
Von Mondo,
The Zeros,
Yazoo,
Scratch Acid,
Hot Snakes,
Surgeon,
Basic Channel,
Al Stewart,
Duran Duran,
Popol Vuh,
Marmalade,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brass Construction,
Urselle,
Rakim,
Bush Tetras,
Pantaleimon,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.