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 Zambia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Swans to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Surgeon,
The Moleskins,
Charles Mingus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lindisfarne,
Los Fastidios,
Altered Images,
Lakeside,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
OOIOO,
Ponytail,
Sight & Sound,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Drexciya,
Lower 48,
Cal Tjader,
The Residents,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Detroit Cobras,
Archie Shepp,
Newcleus,
Basic Channel,
Gil Scott Heron,
Godley & Creme,
Marvin Gaye,
Goldenarms,
Davy DMX,
Cluster,
Blancmange,
Pagans,
Trumans Water,
Bootsy Collins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gang Green,
Main Source,
Boz Scaggs,
Heaven 17,
Das Ding,
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faraquet,
Bizarre Inc.,
Can,
Deepchord,
Section 25,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ten City,
Gang Starr,
Ronnie Foster,
E-Dancer,
Matthew Bourne,
the Bar-Kays,
Babytalk,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Hood,
Sun Ra,
Joe Smooth,
Grauzone,
Whodini,
Glambeats Corp.,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.