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 Marshall Islands and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe 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 Radiopuhelimet 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
The Pretty Things,
Ludus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Panda Bear,
The Monochrome Set,
The Divine Comedy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Five Americans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Beau Brummels,
Circle Jerks,
Shuggie Otis,
Janne Schatter,
Deadbeat,
Chris Corsano,
Cal Tjader,
Ronnie Foster,
Stiv Bators,
Eurythmics,
Iggy Pop,
Albert Ayler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter & Gordon,
Stereo Dub,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Crash Course in Science,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Slackers,
Drexciya,
A Certain Ratio,
Cymande,
Bob Dylan,
Interpol,
Bobby Womack,
Arcadia,
The Barracudas,
Pantaleimon,
Grey Daturas,
Freddie Wadling,
China Crisis,
Urselle,
Laurel Aitken,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Davy DMX,
Girls At Our Best!,
Von Mondo,
Dennis Brown,
Letta Mbulu,
Clear Light,
The Red Krayola,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mandrill,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alison Limerick,
Parry Music,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Average White Band,
Talk Talk,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.