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 East Timor and from Cairo.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Audionom to the rock 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Essential Logic,
New Age Steppers,
Quadrant,
Young Marble Giants,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Half Japanese,
Nirvana,
Tubeway Army,
Suburban Knight,
the Swans,
The Buckinghams,
the Association,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mars,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Sherman,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
AZ,
Supertramp,
The Durutti Column,
Peter and Kerry,
Roy Ayers,
Q and Not U,
Technova,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Simply Red,
Massinfluence,
Arab on Radar,
Thee Headcoats,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Busters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
H. Thieme,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Skatalites,
Outsiders,
Bauhaus,
The Slackers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Excepter,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fluxion,
Gang Green,
Alice Coltrane,
Brass Construction,
Joe Finger,
Blancmange,
Sight & Sound,
The Searchers,
The Toasters,
the Human League,
Drexciya,
The Pretty Things,
Shuggie Otis,
cv313,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Happenings,
Lyres,
EPMD,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.