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 Mauritius and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mad Mike to the punk 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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Vainqueur,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Matthew Halsall,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pagans,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bang On A Can,
Roger Hodgson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The New Christs,
Groovy Waters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ituana,
The Sound,
Technova,
Audionom,
Connie Case,
Pierre Henry,
Magma,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Chris Corsano,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joyce Sims,
Leonard Cohen,
Lightning Bolt,
Kevin Saunderson,
David McCallum,
The Real Kids,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fela Kuti,
Lungfish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crime,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lucky Dragons,
Yusef Lateef,
Tom Boy,
Kaleidoscope,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rod Modell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crooked Eye,
Saccharine Trust,
Derrick May,
Gregory Isaacs,
Schoolly D,
Talk Talk,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
New Age Steppers,
Ice-T,
Television,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pantytec,
The Monks,
Susan Cadogan,
The Gap Band,
David Bowie,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.