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 Belize and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 harpsichord 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 Rotary Connection to the techno 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Davy DMX,
Franke,
X-Ray Spex,
U.S. Maple,
Faraquet,
The Dirtbombs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pere Ubu,
Little Man,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Quadrant,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mark Hollis,
Wolf Eyes,
Cluster,
Arcadia,
The Zeros,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
cv313,
Wasted Youth,
Pierre Henry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bootsy Collins,
Nick Fraelich,
The Toasters,
Soul II Soul,
Crooked Eye,
The Stooges,
In Retrospect,
Main Source,
T. Rex,
Leonard Cohen,
Japan,
Black Bananas,
The Knickerbockers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Detroit Cobras,
X-101,
Matthew Halsall,
The Residents,
Oblivians,
The Kinks,
Minnie Riperton,
The Fugs,
The Human League,
Ultra Naté,
Magma,
The Martian,
Aswad,
Tres Demented,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Pretty Things,
B.T. Express,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Byrd,
Unwound,
Bob Dylan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.