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 Bhutan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin 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 The Neon Judgement to the techno 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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
L. Decosne,
Dave Gahan,
Magma,
Arcadia,
Crime,
The Fuzztones,
Sun Ra,
The Tremeloes,
The Velvet Underground,
FM Einheit,
Crash Course in Science,
Newcleus,
Technova,
The Techniques,
Fat Boys,
a-ha,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eddi Front,
Terry Callier,
Chris Corsano,
The Human League,
DJ Sneak,
Aaron Thompson,
Piero Umiliani,
Symarip,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roger Hodgson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Durutti Column,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Crispy Ambulance,
Popol Vuh,
Das Ding,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bronski Beat,
David Bowie,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ludus,
Jeff Mills,
Laurel Aitken,
Lyres,
Lower 48,
Country Teasers,
Cal Tjader,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobby Sherman,
Bob Dylan,
Pulsallama,
Duran Duran,
Tubeway Army,
Anakelly,
The Modern Lovers,
Niagra,
The Slits,
Soft Machine,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Accadde A,
the Soft Cell,
The Moleskins,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.