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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
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 harpsichord 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 Das Ding to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
KRS-One,
Porter Ricks,
Subhumans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Howard Jones,
Dennis Brown,
Donny Hathaway,
Arcadia,
David Axelrod,
Little Man,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hashim,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Japan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Max Romeo,
Josef K,
Quando Quango,
Stereo Dub,
Lindisfarne,
Can,
Steve Hackett,
The Litter,
Dave Gahan,
Unrelated Segments,
Judy Mowatt,
Piero Umiliani,
ABBA,
Alphaville,
The Trojans,
the Fania All-Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hardrive,
Swell Maps,
Skriet,
MC5,
The Seeds,
Loose Ends,
The Beau Brummels,
Camouflage,
Panda Bear,
Connie Case,
Fort Wilson Riot,
FM Einheit,
the Swans,
Jeru the Damaja,
cv313,
Saccharine Trust,
Talk Talk,
Ronnie Foster,
Sex Pistols,
Glambeats Corp.,
Henry Cow,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ralphi Rosario,
Goldenarms,
The Selecter,
Reuben Wilson,
Youth Brigade,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.