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 Ivory Coast and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Yellowson to the techno 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Delta 5,
Susan Cadogan,
Joy Division,
Pharoah Sanders,
Donald Byrd,
Anthony Braxton,
Carl Craig,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jeff Lynne,
cv313,
Dennis Brown,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Arthur Verocai,
Wally Richardson,
Excepter,
The Victims,
La Düsseldorf,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joey Negro,
Jacques Brel,
The New Christs,
The Neon Judgement,
Deakin,
Loose Ends,
The Residents,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Monochrome Set,
The Barracudas,
Simply Red,
The Standells,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Maleditus Sound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tommy Roe,
Piero Umiliani,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Kinks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rites of Spring,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Count Five,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nik Kershaw,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Monks,
Pylon,
Rapeman,
Marvin Gaye,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Reed,
Neu!,
Peter & Gordon,
Dual Sessions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.