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 Niger and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin 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 Susan Cadogan to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Ossler,
Yusef Lateef,
Ohio Players,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Young Rascals,
Erasure,
Curtis Mayfield,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Invisible,
DJ Sneak,
Drexciya,
Brick,
Franke,
Lower 48,
Amazonics,
Sight & Sound,
Todd Terry,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Glenn Branca,
U.S. Maple,
Jerry's Kids,
The Seeds,
Quadrant,
Cluster,
La Düsseldorf,
Metal Thangz,
Harry Pussy,
The Searchers,
The Stooges,
Lou Christie,
H. Thieme,
The Gladiators,
This Heat,
The Wake,
T.S.O.L.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
In Retrospect,
The Techniques,
Lalo Schifrin,
MDC,
Black Flag,
The Fuzztones,
Panda Bear,
Spandau Ballet,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Pretty Things,
Patti Smith,
Frankie Knuckles,
Duran Duran,
Ice-T,
Television,
James White and The Blacks,
Sonic Youth,
The Selecter,
Bluetip,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deakin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.