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 Chad and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 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 Laurel Aitken to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Piero Umiliani,
Morten Harket,
Rakim,
Kurtis Blow,
Tears for Fears,
Godley & Creme,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Carl Craig,
The Victims,
Silicon Teens,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Iggy Pop,
Dennis Brown,
One Last Wish,
Kaleidoscope,
Amon Düül,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bill Wells,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kenny Larkin,
Ten City,
Bill Near,
The Litter,
Mad Mike,
David Axelrod,
Letta Mbulu,
Newcleus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Magma,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
cv313,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Blackbyrds,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Mojo Men,
The Pop Group,
Los Fastidios,
World's Most,
Excepter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Depeche Mode,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
New Age Steppers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Essential Logic,
David McCallum,
Danielle Patucci,
The J.B.'s,
Roger Hodgson,
Ultra Naté,
Chrome,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
Qualms,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Cramps,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.