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 Ecuador and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 spring reverb 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 The Black Dice to the dance 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Depeche Mode,
Technova,
OOIOO,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tubeway Army,
Stereo Dub,
Television Personalities,
Unwound,
Donald Byrd,
Index,
Bootsy Collins,
Howard Jones,
The Offenders,
Yazoo,
The Trojans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Los Fastidios,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Blancmange,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rod Modell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang of Four,
Massinfluence,
Mad Mike,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bobby Sherman,
Kenny Larkin,
Youth Brigade,
Jimmy McGriff,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Simply Red,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Knickerbockers,
Dennis Brown,
A Certain Ratio,
Tim Buckley,
Zero Boys,
Young Marble Giants,
Curtis Mayfield,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang Green,
Ohio Players,
Chris & Cosey,
Funky Four + One,
Judy Mowatt,
The Motions,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tres Demented,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang Starr,
In Retrospect,
The Modern Lovers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joe Finger,
Agitation Free,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.