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 New Zealand and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Siglo XX to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
New Order,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Surgeon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scott Walker,
Robert Görl,
Subhumans,
Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Smog,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Panda Bear,
Theoretical Girls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Japan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Techniques,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Last Poets,
Ossler,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Make Up,
June Days,
Intrusion,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Swans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lou Reed,
Ten City,
Scratch Acid,
The Cramps,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Blues Magoos,
The Dave Clark Five,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Martian,
The Human League,
Siglo XX,
Niagra,
The Misunderstood,
Black Sheep,
the Human League,
Nirvana,
The Golliwogs,
The Stooges,
New Age Steppers,
Radio Birdman,
Josef K,
The Wake,
Dave Gahan,
Barrington Levy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deakin,
Nils Olav,
Aloha Tigers,
La Düsseldorf,
The Mojo Men,
Minor Threat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.