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 Haiti and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Bootsy Collins to the crunk 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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
Harmonia,
Black Moon,
cv313,
Underground Resistance,
Eric Dolphy,
Magma,
OOIOO,
Procol Harum,
Joensuu 1685,
X-101,
Ohio Players,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Depeche Mode,
Gang Starr,
The Offenders,
Scratch Acid,
Mad Mike,
The Standells,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Freddie Wadling,
Surgeon,
Chris Corsano,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang Green,
The Monochrome Set,
Infiniti,
The Gun Club,
Deadbeat,
Slave,
Maurizio,
ABC,
Sällskapet,
Danielle Patucci,
Nico,
U.S. Maple,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Cale,
Echospace,
Bush Tetras,
Davy DMX,
The Star Department,
Blake Baxter,
Bobby Womack,
Hardrive,
Avey Tare,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Slackers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Young Rascals,
Sonny Sharrock,
Popol Vuh,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
AZ,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Essential Logic,
Pantytec,
Wolf Eyes,
Fad Gadget,
David Bowie,
Qualms,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.