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 Slovenia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Skriet to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
MDC,
Sun City Girls,
Lindisfarne,
Gastr Del Sol,
Malaria!,
Reuben Wilson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Visage,
Lyres,
John Cale,
The Offenders,
Buzzcocks,
Gang Green,
Dual Sessions,
Little Man,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Intrusion,
Pere Ubu,
Jacques Brel,
Amon Düül II,
Animal Collective,
Tubeway Army,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Wally Richardson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scott Walker,
Urselle,
The Standells,
Drive Like Jehu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Faraquet,
Robert Wyatt,
Ten City,
OOIOO,
Scratch Acid,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Birthday Party,
Mr. Review,
Idris Muhammad,
Accadde A,
The Dirtbombs,
Pierre Henry,
Ultra Naté,
Kurtis Blow,
The Real Kids,
The Kinks,
Joy Division,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Letta Mbulu,
Ronan,
The Trojans,
KRS-One,
Robert Görl,
Harpers Bizarre,
Zero Boys,
Sixth Finger,
Lungfish,
Zapp,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scientists,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.