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 Mozambique and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kool Moe Dee to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Shuggie Otis,
Monolake,
The Young Rascals,
Warsaw,
Maurizio,
Black Moon,
Alison Limerick,
Roxy Music,
Smog,
Terry Callier,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Unwound,
Tommy Roe,
Bill Wells,
Warren Ellis,
ABC,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Barclay James Harvest,
Can,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Index,
Bush Tetras,
Pagans,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Electric Prunes,
Ronan,
The United States of America,
Alice Coltrane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Wake,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tim Buckley,
Kas Product,
Young Marble Giants,
Kerrie Biddell,
K-Klass,
Tomorrow,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Flag,
Camouflage,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rosa Yemen,
Barry Ungar,
Godley & Creme,
Chris Corsano,
Niagra,
Babytalk,
Scientists,
Funky Four + One,
Crime,
Tears for Fears,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ludus,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lungfish,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.