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 Equatorial Guinea and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Anakelly,
Toni Rubio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rod Modell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mars,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Erasure,
Hardrive,
Negative Approach,
Parry Music,
Theoretical Girls,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Smog,
Heaven 17,
Jerry's Kids,
The J.B.'s,
The Index,
The Gun Club,
Blake Baxter,
Gong,
Minutemen,
PIL,
UT,
Cymande,
Kas Product,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Procol Harum,
Harmonia,
Los Fastidios,
Roxette,
The Sonics,
Khruangbin,
Neil Young,
Ken Boothe,
Blossom Toes,
Nils Olav,
Au Pairs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Camouflage,
Alison Limerick,
Fluxion,
Livin' Joy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eric Dolphy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Matthew Bourne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marine Girls,
Groovy Waters,
Archie Shepp,
Arab on Radar,
Fatback Band,
World's Most,
Soft Machine,
Bill Near,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.