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 Netherlands and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Quantec to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Underground Resistance,
Connie Case,
Robert Hood,
Alton Ellis,
Technova,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Moody Blues,
Popol Vuh,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Q65,
Sight & Sound,
John Foxx,
The Gun Club,
Suicide,
Pulsallama,
Moebius,
Jeff Mills,
Michelle Simonal,
Sister Nancy,
Flipper,
Model 500,
Fugazi,
The Misunderstood,
Stereo Dub,
Scrapy,
The Busters,
Barbara Tucker,
MC5,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scientists,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Vainqueur,
Zapp,
Johnny Osbourne,
Aaron Thompson,
Funky Four + One,
Howard Jones,
Masters at Work,
Ultravox,
Maurizio,
Andrew Hill,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Au Pairs,
Roxette,
Camouflage,
Crooked Eye,
Unrelated Segments,
Anthony Braxton,
The Wake,
Lalann,
Throbbing Gristle,
Curtis Mayfield,
Arab on Radar,
Wolf Eyes,
Neil Young,
Bobby Womack,
Rufus Thomas,
Easy Going,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nick Fraelich,
The Cure,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.