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 Samoa and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Massinfluence to the grime 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Sonic Youth,
The Happenings,
Blancmange,
Sister Nancy,
Pagans,
The Invisible,
Patti Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Q and Not U,
Grey Daturas,
Hot Snakes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Connie Case,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scratch Acid,
Massinfluence,
Hoover,
Pantaleimon,
Echospace,
Lalo Schifrin,
Josef K,
Camberwell Now,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Man Parrish,
Y Pants,
Delta 5,
Tomorrow,
Joe Smooth,
LL Cool J,
Scientists,
Skaos,
Von Mondo,
The Music Machine,
T.S.O.L.,
John Holt,
Isaac Hayes,
Soulsonic Force,
The Slackers,
Barry Ungar,
Franke,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Cramps,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang Green,
The Gladiators,
The Motions,
kango's stein massive,
Country Teasers,
Supertramp,
H. Thieme,
Monolake,
June Days,
Basic Channel,
Neu!,
Skriet,
The Blues Magoos,
The Black Dice,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Porter Ricks,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.