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 Bhutan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Oblivians to the punk 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Ultra Naté,
Dual Sessions,
John Lydon,
Soft Machine,
Marine Girls,
Scratch Acid,
Vainqueur,
The Mummies,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Altered Images,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deepchord,
Cameo,
Lalann,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fugs,
Lakeside,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Anthony Braxton,
The Five Americans,
Mr. Review,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Flipper,
Skriet,
Talk Talk,
Desert Stars,
Procol Harum,
Flash Fearless,
Drexciya,
Dennis Brown,
Black Bananas,
Quantec,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Organ,
Loose Ends,
T.S.O.L.,
The Knickerbockers,
Bill Wells,
Fluxion,
The Durutti Column,
Bob Dylan,
Theoretical Girls,
Joyce Sims,
Tomorrow,
Glambeats Corp.,
Saccharine Trust,
Joe Smooth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scan 7,
The Last Poets,
the Slits,
Blancmange,
Bobby Womack,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tommy Roe,
Crash Course in Science,
Sällskapet,
Radio Birdman,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.