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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord 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 Swans to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Rotary Connection,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Television Personalities,
Sister Nancy,
Nils Olav,
Harmonia,
the Bar-Kays,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mojo Men,
Subhumans,
Saccharine Trust,
Banda Bassotti,
Los Fastidios,
Qualms,
Letta Mbulu,
Interpol,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Raincoats,
Dorothy Ashby,
Radio Birdman,
Sparks,
Monolake,
The Velvet Underground,
The Wake,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
AZ,
Country Teasers,
Essential Logic,
Avey Tare,
The Smiths,
Bobby Womack,
Vladislav Delay,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Livin' Joy,
The Alarm Clocks,
DJ Sneak,
Scratch Acid,
Juan Atkins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Arab on Radar,
Rosa Yemen,
Newcleus,
Vainqueur,
UT,
Echospace,
The Motions,
Pylon,
Minny Pops,
Bauhaus,
Yazoo,
Fad Gadget,
The Music Machine,
Moebius,
Scan 7,
Gichy Dan,
Scott Walker,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.