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 Netherlands and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer 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 Idris Muhammad to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Metal Thangz,
Symarip,
Lightning Bolt,
Inner City,
Joe Smooth,
Buzzcocks,
Erykah Badu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marcia Griffiths,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Move,
Yellowson,
Stiv Bators,
Barry Ungar,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Human League,
The United States of America,
Absolute Body Control,
Massinfluence,
Spandau Ballet,
Interpol,
Flash Fearless,
Ohio Players,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Das Ding,
Alton Ellis,
Clear Light,
Maurizio,
Pylon,
Faust,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roger Hodgson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Silicon Teens,
Youth Brigade,
Kayak,
Junior Murvin,
Mantronix,
Sandy B,
Rapeman,
Bootsy Collins,
Quadrant,
Q and Not U,
Brand Nubian,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Todd Terry,
Moss Icon,
Juan Atkins,
Barclay James Harvest,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
June of 44,
Sister Nancy,
The Seeds,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marshall Jefferson,
Reuben Wilson,
The Divine Comedy,
Ludus,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.