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 Uganda and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Warsaw to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Sight & Sound,
John Lydon,
Junior Murvin,
Vainqueur,
Joe Smooth,
Con Funk Shun,
Max Romeo,
Yaz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
UT,
Kerri Chandler,
Flipper,
LL Cool J,
Organ,
Quadrant,
Audionom,
Funky Four + One,
Warren Ellis,
Donny Hathaway,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Terry Callier,
The Gladiators,
The United States of America,
The Techniques,
Subhumans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mad Mike,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dark Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dead Boys,
Nas,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
CMW,
Fugazi,
Iggy Pop,
JFA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Association,
Black Pus,
Bronski Beat,
Lou Christie,
Faraquet,
Von Mondo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Flash Fearless,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Barclay James Harvest,
Harry Pussy,
Visage,
This Heat,
Slick Rick,
Maurizio,
Camouflage,
Rites of Spring,
Severed Heads,
The Music Machine,
Masters at Work,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.