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 Kosovo and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 Newcleus 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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
CMW,
Television,
Au Pairs,
The Monks,
The Cowsills,
Mo-Dettes,
Motorama,
The American Breed,
Fugazi,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barrington Levy,
Harmonia,
The Real Kids,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Surgeon,
The Angels of Light,
Stiv Bators,
Von Mondo,
The Velvet Underground,
Wasted Youth,
Chris Corsano,
The Durutti Column,
Scott Walker,
Bobby Sherman,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Maleditus Sound,
T. Rex,
Mark Hollis,
Mary Jane Girls,
Harpers Bizarre,
Popol Vuh,
Connie Case,
Joe Finger,
Glambeats Corp.,
DNA,
Tears for Fears,
Mission of Burma,
Ice-T,
Albert Ayler,
Man Parrish,
Boogie Down Productions,
Magazine,
Isaac Hayes,
The Busters,
Kurtis Blow,
The Wake,
Grandmaster Flash,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Pretty Things,
Lalann,
Duran Duran,
The Sound,
Aswad,
the Soft Cell,
Stereo Dub,
Soul II Soul,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.