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 Costa Rica and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Animal Collective to the disco 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 The Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hot Snakes,
Alison Limerick,
The Buckinghams,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fad Gadget,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Slackers,
Neu!,
Ituana,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vladislav Delay,
Cluster,
KRS-One,
Fluxion,
Todd Rundgren,
Altered Images,
H. Thieme,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mantronix,
Aural Exciters,
Can,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sight & Sound,
Warren Ellis,
AZ,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dark Day,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Slits,
The Modern Lovers,
This Heat,
Frankie Knuckles,
Das Ding,
Ronan,
Sarah Menescal,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Colin Newman,
The Skatalites,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Standells,
Isaac Hayes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Robert Görl,
The Dead C,
Arab on Radar,
Stetsasonic,
Bob Dylan,
Joe Finger,
Fat Boys,
Y Pants,
John Cale,
Eric Dolphy,
John Foxx,
New Age Steppers,
Dead Boys,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jeff Mills,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.