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 Vietnam and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Bush Tetras to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
The Evens,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Juan Atkins,
Little Man,
Bootsy Collins,
Nas,
Tears for Fears,
Circle Jerks,
Hardrive,
Marine Girls,
Moby Grape,
Nik Kershaw,
Stereo Dub,
Barrington Levy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang Gang Dance,
EPMD,
Black Sheep,
The Velvet Underground,
The Blues Magoos,
DJ Sneak,
Ronnie Foster,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lindisfarne,
The Electric Prunes,
Roger Hodgson,
Marvin Gaye,
Suicide,
Sun Ra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Archie Shepp,
The Count Five,
Dave Gahan,
The Mummies,
Brothers Johnson,
10cc,
Absolute Body Control,
Quadrant,
Mandrill,
Scrapy,
The Standells,
The Tremeloes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Trumans Water,
The Music Machine,
Warsaw,
Flash Fearless,
Visage,
Easy Going,
The Trojans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Real Kids,
Jeff Mills,
Agitation Free,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nils Olav,
Sarah Menescal,
kango's stein massive,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.