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 Belarus and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Associates,
The Stooges,
Duran Duran,
The Techniques,
World's Most,
Arthur Verocai,
Gichy Dan,
Ultravox,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Sheep,
a-ha,
Make Up,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fire Engines,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rod Modell,
Joensuu 1685,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Pretty Things,
Throbbing Gristle,
Visage,
Index,
X-101,
Bang On A Can,
Unrelated Segments,
Nation of Ulysses,
X-102,
Scan 7,
Sällskapet,
Dave Gahan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Saints,
One Last Wish,
Scott Walker,
Glenn Branca,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Johnny Clarke,
Lyres,
Cecil Taylor,
Rotary Connection,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Accadde A,
Matthew Bourne,
Joe Finger,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Moby Grape,
The Fall,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tim Buckley,
Sonny Sharrock,
Technova,
Negative Approach,
Funky Four + One,
Panda Bear,
Brand Nubian,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.