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 Mongolia and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Michael McDonald 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 Matthew Halsall 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rekid,
The Zeros,
Unwound,
DNA,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Seeds,
Amazonics,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
K-Klass,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Starr,
Aaron Thompson,
Shuggie Otis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Music Machine,
The Alarm Clocks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nils Olav,
Reuben Wilson,
Fugazi,
kango's stein massive,
Yazoo,
Negative Approach,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Josef K,
Frankie Knuckles,
Organ,
Ralphi Rosario,
Trumans Water,
Gang of Four,
Johnny Clarke,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bobby Byrd,
Girls At Our Best!,
Warren Ellis,
Popol Vuh,
The Cramps,
In Retrospect,
Piero Umiliani,
The Star Department,
MC5,
The Evens,
The Dirtbombs,
Erykah Badu,
The Standells,
Bluetip,
B.T. Express,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tres Demented,
Johnny Osbourne,
Make Up,
Deakin,
Tubeway Army,
The Associates,
Young Marble Giants,
Severed Heads,
Sandy B,
The Walker Brothers,
Camouflage,
Suburban Knight,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.