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 Ukraine and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Popol Vuh to the funk 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass 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?
Robert Hood,
The Kinks,
Nico,
the Swans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cluster,
Piero Umiliani,
Morten Harket,
Hot Snakes,
Harry Pussy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Oneida,
Radio Birdman,
DJ Sneak,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Offenders,
Flipper,
The Zeros,
Magma,
Eli Mardock,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Prince Buster,
Scientists,
OOIOO,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eric Dolphy,
Ossler,
Moss Icon,
Soft Cell,
Amon Düül II,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hardrive,
Massinfluence,
Gang Starr,
Black Moon,
The Velvet Underground,
Eurythmics,
48th St. Collective,
The Monochrome Set,
Bad Manners,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Little Man,
Kurtis Blow,
Make Up,
Buzzcocks,
Joey Negro,
the Human League,
Groovy Waters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Parry Music,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Heaven 17,
Loose Ends,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eve St. Jones,
Sugar Minott,
Ituana,
LL Cool J,
Pharoah Sanders,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Associates,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.