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 Botswana and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 New Age Steppers to the dance 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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Royal Trux,
Altered Images,
Flipper,
Ossler,
OOIOO,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Y Pants,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Angels of Light,
Angry Samoans,
Pierre Henry,
The Smiths,
Dual Sessions,
Tubeway Army,
KRS-One,
Ultravox,
Brand Nubian,
Massinfluence,
Metal Thangz,
Mantronix,
Radiohead,
Black Moon,
Andrew Hill,
Black Bananas,
Talk Talk,
Siglo XX,
Thompson Twins,
The Selecter,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soul Sonic Force,
Morten Harket,
Todd Terry,
The Fuzztones,
Lucky Dragons,
Television Personalities,
The Beau Brummels,
The Move,
Nirvana,
The Shadows of Knight,
Franke,
Ultimate Spinach,
Quadrant,
The Count Five,
John Lydon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Todd Rundgren,
Zero Boys,
Mars,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gories,
The American Breed,
One Last Wish,
Tears for Fears,
Slick Rick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Danielle Patucci,
Sarah Menescal,
The Slits,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
U.S. Maple,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.