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 Turkey and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 Lakeside to the disco 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eurythmics,
Porter Ricks,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Dirtbombs,
Royal Trux,
Todd Rundgren,
Soulsonic Force,
Maleditus Sound,
Howard Jones,
Pantytec,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Inner City,
Wolf Eyes,
Oneida,
Jacques Brel,
Ornette Coleman,
Cheater Slicks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Massinfluence,
Los Fastidios,
Amon Düül,
Pole,
Black Moon,
The Dead C,
Pierre Henry,
The Buckinghams,
Shuggie Otis,
Fluxion,
Marc Almond,
Frankie Knuckles,
Monks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Standells,
Derrick Morgan,
The Busters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marshall Jefferson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ice-T,
Roxy Music,
The Selecter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobby Sherman,
Cymande,
The Barracudas,
Sonny Sharrock,
Siglo XX,
Eli Mardock,
Easy Going,
Colin Newman,
Model 500,
Ohio Players,
The Kinks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Faraquet,
Sight & Sound,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.