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 Egypt and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tehran.
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 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 Holger Czukay 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 E-Dancer to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
the Germs,
Amazonics,
Boredoms,
Ponytail,
Nico,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minor Threat,
Howard Jones,
The Buckinghams,
PIL,
Shoche,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Malaria!,
Khruangbin,
Warren Ellis,
Joe Finger,
The Real Kids,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Slackers,
Roxette,
Harmonia,
Electric Prunes,
Minnie Riperton,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Deepchord,
Davy DMX,
Toni Rubio,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soft Cell,
Rakim,
Thompson Twins,
MDC,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gabor Szabo,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Gories,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Count Five,
Funkadelic,
Parry Music,
Ronan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Half Japanese,
The Vogues,
a-ha,
Eurythmics,
Kayak,
U.S. Maple,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fluxion,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Durutti Column,
The Seeds,
The Doors,
Bluetip,
The American Breed,
Das Ding,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.