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 Morocco and from Johannesburg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Peter and Kerry to the jazz 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Marvin Gaye,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joe Smooth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Letta Mbulu,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Association,
Ronnie Foster,
Joe Finger,
Dawn Penn,
The Fortunes,
Ken Boothe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cameo,
Underground Resistance,
Pantytec,
Connie Case,
Mo-Dettes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Swans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bauhaus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chrome,
Rites of Spring,
Groovy Waters,
Erasure,
Rapeman,
Warren Ellis,
Lucky Dragons,
Wasted Youth,
Neu!,
Babytalk,
Ultravox,
Oblivians,
Kayak,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ultra Naté,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Y Pants,
Eric Copeland,
Rosa Yemen,
Slave,
Wire,
Darondo,
Kenny Larkin,
Lakeside,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fuzztones,
Swell Maps,
Vainqueur,
Brass Construction,
Roxy Music,
Maleditus Sound,
Angry Samoans,
Faraquet,
Nas,
Blancmange,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.