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 Senegal and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 T.S.O.L. to the electroclash 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Gabor Szabo,
Gong,
The Happenings,
The Gap Band,
Dave Gahan,
Slave,
Icehouse,
Minutemen,
Babytalk,
Altered Images,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gladiators,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lakeside,
Iggy Pop,
New York Dolls,
The Young Rascals,
Ludus,
The Shadows of Knight,
Anthony Braxton,
Electric Prunes,
Byron Stingily,
Prince Buster,
Section 25,
Echospace,
8 Eyed Spy,
Faraquet,
Bush Tetras,
Mo-Dettes,
Brand Nubian,
Bobby Byrd,
Gang Gang Dance,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Soft Cell,
Tim Buckley,
Josef K,
Kerri Chandler,
Judy Mowatt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tomorrow,
Janne Schatter,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
JFA,
Fear,
Reagan Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Metal Thangz,
Chris & Cosey,
David Bowie,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Spoonie Gee,
Unrelated Segments,
Eden Ahbez,
Rakim,
The Buckinghams,
The Leaves,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scratch Acid,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.