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 Micronesia and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 DJ Style to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Nick Fraelich,
The Walker Brothers,
Ice-T,
Audionom,
Boz Scaggs,
Dennis Brown,
Neil Young,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pagans,
Dual Sessions,
Scratch Acid,
Maurizio,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
La Düsseldorf,
Flamin' Groovies,
David McCallum,
Delta 5,
Tommy Roe,
Black Moon,
Eurythmics,
Bush Tetras,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Donald Byrd,
The Blackbyrds,
Sarah Menescal,
Von Mondo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thee Headcoats,
Anakelly,
Pierre Henry,
The Barracudas,
Minutemen,
Fugazi,
Y Pants,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Urselle,
Chrome,
The Cure,
Youth Brigade,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pantaleimon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Niagra,
the Human League,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Flash Fearless,
The Moody Blues,
Adolescents,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dead Boys,
Gichy Dan,
Animal Collective,
Susan Cadogan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
L. Decosne,
Grauzone,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.