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 Nicaragua and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Arthur Verocai to the jazz 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Second Layer,
Echospace,
Blake Baxter,
Agitation Free,
the Germs,
David Bowie,
kango's stein massive,
Danielle Patucci,
Piero Umiliani,
DJ Sneak,
Joe Smooth,
Godley & Creme,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sandy B,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Loose Ends,
Connie Case,
Cameo,
Iggy Pop,
Derrick Morgan,
Dead Boys,
Funkadelic,
Television Personalities,
Alton Ellis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sexual Harrassment,
Interpol,
Avey Tare,
Lightning Bolt,
Sam Rivers,
The Real Kids,
Scan 7,
In Retrospect,
Dave Gahan,
Monolake,
Cymande,
Ice-T,
Glambeats Corp.,
The American Breed,
Fear,
Laurel Aitken,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Slits,
Spandau Ballet,
Blancmange,
Michelle Simonal,
World's Most,
Cheater Slicks,
The Seeds,
Isaac Hayes,
Nik Kershaw,
Dark Day,
Quando Quango,
Brass Construction,
Procol Harum,
Ponytail,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Desert Stars,
Camberwell Now,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moebius,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.