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 Argentina and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Robert Hood to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
kango's stein massive,
OOIOO,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Warren Ellis,
Todd Terry,
The Move,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ken Boothe,
Das Ding,
R.M.O.,
Sight & Sound,
Niagra,
Von Mondo,
Mandrill,
The Victims,
Blake Baxter,
Letta Mbulu,
Warsaw,
Television,
Graham Central Station,
Wings,
Delta 5,
Suicide,
John Foxx,
Tears for Fears,
The Black Dice,
Nirvana,
Soft Machine,
Supertramp,
Loose Ends,
Eddi Front,
Josef K,
Y Pants,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Magma,
Hasil Adkins,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Erasure,
David McCallum,
Gang of Four,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Trojans,
Absolute Body Control,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang Green,
The Offenders,
Kas Product,
The Residents,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scott Walker,
The Smiths,
Fear,
Minnie Riperton,
Brand Nubian,
Sugar Minott,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.