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 Saudi Arabia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Easy Going 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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Q65,
Delon & Dalcan,
Theoretical Girls,
Robert Görl,
Todd Terry,
Marine Girls,
The Neon Judgement,
Niagra,
New Age Steppers,
H. Thieme,
Essential Logic,
Maurizio,
Jawbox,
The Leaves,
The Red Krayola,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dorothy Ashby,
PIL,
Sarah Menescal,
The Blackbyrds,
Black Pus,
Ludus,
Arab on Radar,
Scott Walker,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Trojans,
Mars,
Rod Modell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Half Japanese,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Roger Hodgson,
Crash Course in Science,
June Days,
Stetsasonic,
David McCallum,
Marcia Griffiths,
Junior Murvin,
Warsaw,
Panda Bear,
Model 500,
Gichy Dan,
Bobby Womack,
Radiopuhelimet,
Simply Red,
The Beau Brummels,
Buzzcocks,
Howard Jones,
Negative Approach,
Minnie Riperton,
Dark Day,
Lakeside,
Skarface,
Neil Young,
Isaac Hayes,
The New Christs,
The Mummies,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.