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 Italy and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rosa Yemen to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Darondo,
D'Angelo,
Lyres,
Chris & Cosey,
Deadbeat,
The Dave Clark Five,
Brand Nubian,
Barbara Tucker,
Matthew Bourne,
Gichy Dan,
Mars,
Von Mondo,
Flipper,
Dave Gahan,
Stiv Bators,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Motions,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bluetip,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ponytail,
Patti Smith,
Black Bananas,
Underground Resistance,
Prince Buster,
Aural Exciters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Radiopuhelimet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tomorrow,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Schoolly D,
Simply Red,
Kaleidoscope,
The Seeds,
Jeff Lynne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Niagra,
Eric Copeland,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Saccharine Trust,
Ohio Players,
B.T. Express,
Bush Tetras,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Neu!,
Brick,
Amon Düül,
The Leaves,
Crime,
E-Dancer,
Public Image Ltd.,
DJ Sneak,
Tom Boy,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.