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 Vanuatu and from Tehran.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Deakin to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
X-Ray Spex,
Vainqueur,
Magma,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Durutti Column,
Bill Wells,
World's Most,
Qualms,
Boredoms,
The Dead C,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Delta 5,
Aswad,
Soulsonic Force,
E-Dancer,
A Certain Ratio,
Newcleus,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Prince Buster,
Black Sheep,
Bootsy Collins,
Al Stewart,
Pantytec,
ABC,
Television,
Audionom,
Blossom Toes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DNA,
the Sonics,
Ponytail,
The Associates,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sällskapet,
Man Parrish,
Minnie Riperton,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Malaria!,
Curtis Mayfield,
Shuggie Otis,
Minny Pops,
John Lydon,
Jeff Mills,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Barracudas,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nils Olav,
Public Image Ltd.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Suicide,
Sun City Girls,
Dead Boys,
F. McDonald,
Isaac Hayes,
Visage,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.