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 Mexico and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Smoke to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Roxette,
Thompson Twins,
Pharoah Sanders,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Moody Blues,
Unrelated Segments,
Motorama,
Desert Stars,
Siglo XX,
Pantaleimon,
CMW,
Vainqueur,
John Lydon,
Alphaville,
Lou Reed,
Tears for Fears,
Khruangbin,
Rites of Spring,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Aaron Thompson,
Joey Negro,
Flash Fearless,
Agent Orange,
10cc,
the Soft Cell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Basic Channel,
The Sonics,
Massinfluence,
Pagans,
Television,
Mandrill,
Con Funk Shun,
Rapeman,
Todd Rundgren,
Minnie Riperton,
FM Einheit,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Bar-Kays,
Hasil Adkins,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gladiators,
Donald Byrd,
Robert Görl,
Anthony Braxton,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gun Club,
Scion,
Metal Thangz,
June Days,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Holt,
Max Romeo,
The Black Dice,
Public Image Ltd.,
H. Thieme,
Nation of Ulysses,
Althea and Donna,
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.