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 Tuvalu and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator 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 Qualms to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Aural Exciters,
Harmonia,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Andrew Hill,
Oneida,
The American Breed,
Joy Division,
Gang Starr,
Heaven 17,
Soulsonic Force,
The Saints,
Rhythm & Sound,
Khruangbin,
Deepchord,
Mad Mike,
La Düsseldorf,
Negative Approach,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Womack,
Loose Ends,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ultravox,
Young Marble Giants,
Dorothy Ashby,
Deadbeat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rotary Connection,
Angry Samoans,
Absolute Body Control,
Alton Ellis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Vainqueur,
The Human League,
Morten Harket,
D'Angelo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Avey Tare,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Spandau Ballet,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jeff Mills,
Bad Manners,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Slackers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David McCallum,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eve St. Jones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bob Dylan,
Panda Bear,
Soul II Soul,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Sherman,
Duran Duran,
Dennis Brown,
Pole,
Hardrive,
Ossler,
Average White Band,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.