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 India and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Chris & Cosey to the crunk 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Make Up,
David Bowie,
Colin Newman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Soft Cell,
The Stooges,
Derrick Morgan,
Scrapy,
Au Pairs,
UT,
Robert Hood,
Livin' Joy,
Danielle Patucci,
CMW,
X-Ray Spex,
Sex Pistols,
Rakim,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Detroit Cobras,
Slave,
Symarip,
Rekid,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Toasters,
Essential Logic,
Harpers Bizarre,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Robert Görl,
Sister Nancy,
Junior Murvin,
Das Ding,
Deepchord,
Ornette Coleman,
Kurtis Blow,
Byron Stingily,
The Names,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bauhaus,
L. Decosne,
David Axelrod,
Ronan,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Five Americans,
Prince Buster,
the Swans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Altered Images,
Crime,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
U.S. Maple,
Hasil Adkins,
Laurel Aitken,
Q65,
The Modern Lovers,
Eli Mardock,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Skaos,
Lightning Bolt,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.