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 San Marino and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum 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 R.M.O. to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kevin Saunderson,
Circle Jerks,
Parry Music,
Motorama,
Kayak,
Johnny Clarke,
Albert Ayler,
Marmalade,
The Real Kids,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Franke,
The Smoke,
Wally Richardson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
F. McDonald,
Soft Machine,
cv313,
Juan Atkins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Anakelly,
Moebius,
The Gap Band,
Skarface,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lower 48,
T.S.O.L.,
Brand Nubian,
Man Parrish,
Unrelated Segments,
Hashim,
Cecil Taylor,
Max Romeo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nils Olav,
ABBA,
Nirvana,
Pole,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cowsills,
Bill Wells,
New Age Steppers,
The Offenders,
Adolescents,
Ultra Naté,
David Axelrod,
Todd Rundgren,
The Leaves,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Graham Central Station,
The Trojans,
Scientists,
Skriet,
David McCallum,
Skaos,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Can,
Joey Negro,
Section 25,
Public Image Ltd.,
Todd Terry,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.