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 Nigeria and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Tim Buckley to the disco 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Jandek,
Marmalade,
The Sonics,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Electric Prunes,
Janne Schatter,
Leonard Cohen,
Babytalk,
Moss Icon,
The Selecter,
Eden Ahbez,
The Black Dice,
Underground Resistance,
cv313,
The Moody Blues,
Ossler,
ABBA,
New York Dolls,
Clear Light,
Brothers Johnson,
Thee Headcoats,
The Residents,
Circle Jerks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Donald Byrd,
The Barracudas,
Deakin,
Technova,
Jerry's Kids,
The Star Department,
Terry Callier,
Sonny Sharrock,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Public Enemy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mad Mike,
The Blues Magoos,
Pierre Henry,
Letta Mbulu,
Aural Exciters,
The Dead C,
Ponytail,
Joy Division,
Massinfluence,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
X-102,
Iggy Pop,
FM Einheit,
Sun Ra,
Johnny Osbourne,
Electric Prunes,
MDC,
The Gun Club,
The Searchers,
Prince Buster,
Make Up,
Lower 48,
The Invisible,
Michelle Simonal,
Chrome,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.