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 Chile and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 New Order to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Pantytec,
Suicide,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Grauzone,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sonic Youth,
Oneida,
The Fugs,
Junior Murvin,
Q and Not U,
Neil Young,
Yusef Lateef,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Slits,
The Angels of Light,
PIL,
Chris Corsano,
The Litter,
Chrome,
Unwound,
Warren Ellis,
Wings,
Minor Threat,
Masters at Work,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Flag,
New Order,
Metal Thangz,
Index,
Gregory Isaacs,
Talk Talk,
Brand Nubian,
Visage,
Todd Rundgren,
Circle Jerks,
The Vogues,
Sonny Sharrock,
cv313,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Amon Düül,
Bobby Womack,
The Invisible,
The Star Department,
The Happenings,
Bobby Sherman,
Mo-Dettes,
Saccharine Trust,
Organ,
Amon Düül II,
The United States of America,
Pierre Henry,
Davy DMX,
Scion,
The Blues Magoos,
Lungfish,
Godley & Creme,
Newcleus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joe Finger,
Thompson Twins,
The Index,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.