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 Zambia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 New Order to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Kas Product,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Theoretical Girls,
Ornette Coleman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Johnny Osbourne,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Simply Red,
Loose Ends,
Talk Talk,
Rhythm & Sound,
Alphaville,
Second Layer,
Dark Day,
Aural Exciters,
Rites of Spring,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Deepchord,
Suicide,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Negative Approach,
Visage,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Intrusion,
Black Flag,
John Coltrane,
Jimmy McGriff,
Anakelly,
Piero Umiliani,
Minutemen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mummies,
Gang Green,
Gang Starr,
Tres Demented,
Icehouse,
Faust,
Brick,
Lou Reed,
Patti Smith,
Slave,
Cabaret Voltaire,
David Axelrod,
Adolescents,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Amon Düül,
Oneida,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Monolake,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Japan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Blossom Toes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Zero Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
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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.