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 United States and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Absolute Body Control,
Schoolly D,
Smog,
Spoonie Gee,
F. McDonald,
Lyres,
Pierre Henry,
Qualms,
Kas Product,
Arab on Radar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sam Rivers,
Rapeman,
the Human League,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Josef K,
Tubeway Army,
Unrelated Segments,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stereo Dub,
Tim Buckley,
Black Sheep,
The Motions,
Mo-Dettes,
John Foxx,
OOIOO,
Saccharine Trust,
Porter Ricks,
Warren Ellis,
Main Source,
the Soft Cell,
The Black Dice,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
JFA,
One Last Wish,
Toni Rubio,
Sixth Finger,
Jeru the Damaja,
Metal Thangz,
Bronski Beat,
DNA,
kango's stein massive,
Sun Ra,
The Skatalites,
Howard Jones,
Amazonics,
The Sound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Intrusion,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Symarip,
Babytalk,
Derrick May,
Spandau Ballet,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Slits,
Radiohead,
Supertramp,
Nils Olav,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Move,
Sarah Menescal,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.