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 Vanuatu and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar 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 The J.B.'s to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Tim Buckley,
Minny Pops,
The Smoke,
Morten Harket,
Nils Olav,
the Human League,
Sparks,
Prince Buster,
Eli Mardock,
Quantec,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Chris Corsano,
Crash Course in Science,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bronski Beat,
H. Thieme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Derrick May,
Soft Cell,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
A Certain Ratio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Zapp,
Arcadia,
Pagans,
Erasure,
Lucky Dragons,
Arab on Radar,
The Doors,
The Victims,
Royal Trux,
Skaos,
The Star Department,
Anthony Braxton,
Dennis Brown,
Liliput,
The Electric Prunes,
Glenn Branca,
Sällskapet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
UT,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Busters,
Slick Rick,
Neu!,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Man Eating Sloth,
Henry Cow,
Monolake,
The Fuzztones,
Banda Bassotti,
Rapeman,
Throbbing Gristle,
Guru Guru,
The Dead C,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tomorrow,
Lungfish,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.