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 Serbia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Paris and Lyon.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Massinfluence to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Duran Duran,
Cal Tjader,
The Motions,
Quando Quango,
Roxy Music,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
DNA,
The Martian,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
One Last Wish,
The Dead C,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joey Negro,
Eric Copeland,
Pylon,
Das Ding,
Scientists,
Suburban Knight,
Panda Bear,
Connie Case,
Oblivians,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Masters at Work,
Delon & Dalcan,
Simply Red,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Remains,
Stetsasonic,
Mr. Review,
Fad Gadget,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lyres,
OOIOO,
Surgeon,
Joy Division,
Electric Prunes,
Minor Threat,
Roy Ayers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
China Crisis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Danielle Patucci,
Neu!,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stiv Bators,
Saccharine Trust,
Radio Birdman,
Pharoah Sanders,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pole,
Matthew Halsall,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fuzztones,
The Dave Clark Five,
Flamin' Groovies,
Negative Approach,
Marmalade,
Dark Day,
Chris & Cosey,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.