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 Micronesia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Lou Reed 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 Marvin Gaye to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Alphaville,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Evens,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pet Shop Boys,
JFA,
Hot Snakes,
Henry Cow,
Todd Rundgren,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Slackers,
Danielle Patucci,
Ken Boothe,
Mad Mike,
Andrew Hill,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mantronix,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Alton Ellis,
Soft Machine,
Newcleus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Parry Music,
The Count Five,
The Stooges,
The Monks,
June of 44,
Johnny Clarke,
Joe Smooth,
John Holt,
Eve St. Jones,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scott Walker,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Malaria!,
Kool Moe Dee,
Con Funk Shun,
Reuben Wilson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The New Christs,
Das Ding,
Derrick Morgan,
Idris Muhammad,
Roxette,
Public Image Ltd.,
Audionom,
Mo-Dettes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Carl Craig,
The Gap Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
David Bowie,
Iggy Pop,
The Fire Engines,
Agent Orange,
Bobby Sherman,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.