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 China and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Jakarta.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Cure,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Deakin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Infiniti,
Dawn Penn,
Flipper,
Connie Case,
Grauzone,
Trumans Water,
Joe Smooth,
Pharoah Sanders,
Intrusion,
The Pretty Things,
Dorothy Ashby,
Loose Ends,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Erykah Badu,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ornette Coleman,
The Toasters,
Todd Rundgren,
Barry Ungar,
The Vogues,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joey Negro,
The Searchers,
AZ,
Nils Olav,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-101,
Soulsonic Force,
La Düsseldorf,
Soft Cell,
Excepter,
Make Up,
Harmonia,
The Cowsills,
ABC,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bill Wells,
The Raincoats,
Fela Kuti,
Toni Rubio,
Mo-Dettes,
Rufus Thomas,
Newcleus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Essential Logic,
Judy Mowatt,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Kinks,
Arab on Radar,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nico,
Wolf Eyes,
Mandrill,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.