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 Portugal and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Zapp to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Pantytec,
Reagan Youth,
Man Eating Sloth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eve St. Jones,
Lindisfarne,
Swans,
Piero Umiliani,
Gil Scott Heron,
Radiohead,
Cybotron,
Organ,
The Gap Band,
Henry Cow,
Avey Tare,
8 Eyed Spy,
Second Layer,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Liliput,
Soulsonic Force,
Glambeats Corp.,
Guru Guru,
The Real Kids,
Throbbing Gristle,
Arthur Verocai,
Mary Jane Girls,
Duran Duran,
Absolute Body Control,
Tommy Roe,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed,
Letta Mbulu,
Isaac Hayes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gabor Szabo,
Aural Exciters,
AZ,
Bad Manners,
Sonic Youth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ponytail,
Peter and Kerry,
Lyres,
Infiniti,
Sun Ra,
Man Parrish,
John Coltrane,
In Retrospect,
Agitation Free,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hasil Adkins,
Black Bananas,
Goldenarms,
Dead Boys,
Jerry's Kids,
Marc Almond,
John Holt,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.