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 Cuba and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lee Hazlewood to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
The Count Five,
Toni Rubio,
Cameo,
Babytalk,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Todd Rundgren,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jandek,
Anakelly,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Agent Orange,
Letta Mbulu,
Mantronix,
Skarface,
The Happenings,
In Retrospect,
The Dave Clark Five,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Essential Logic,
Trumans Water,
The Victims,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sister Nancy,
Fad Gadget,
Barrington Levy,
Todd Terry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Arab on Radar,
Motorama,
Dorothy Ashby,
Blossom Toes,
Jacob Miller,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Quando Quango,
The Kinks,
Albert Ayler,
Radio Birdman,
Derrick Morgan,
Von Mondo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Can,
Rufus Thomas,
The Last Poets,
Peter & Gordon,
Soft Cell,
Darondo,
Bush Tetras,
Kerrie Biddell,
Stiv Bators,
The Fire Engines,
Lungfish,
Freddie Wadling,
Subhumans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Germs,
Little Man,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ten City,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.