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 Iraq and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 linndrum 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 Scott Walker to the funk 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Blancmange,
John Cale,
Delta 5,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
DJ Style,
Arab on Radar,
Eric Copeland,
Minny Pops,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Danielle Patucci,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fugazi,
The Wake,
Nico,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lightning Bolt,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scott Walker,
Funky Four + One,
Swans,
Swell Maps,
Sarah Menescal,
DJ Sneak,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ludus,
Grauzone,
Essential Logic,
Heaven 17,
Unwound,
Anthony Braxton,
B.T. Express,
Shoche,
Das Ding,
Blake Baxter,
Eden Ahbez,
Peter & Gordon,
Derrick Morgan,
The Index,
Bill Near,
James White and The Blacks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Unrelated Segments,
Franke,
Todd Terry,
Chris & Cosey,
Mark Hollis,
Yazoo,
kango's stein massive,
The Shadows of Knight,
Al Stewart,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rekid,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bronski Beat,
Section 25,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Monolake,
The Fortunes,
Jawbox,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.