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 Fiji and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Radio Birdman to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Faraquet,
Nils Olav,
Black Flag,
Ornette Coleman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Radio Birdman,
Isaac Hayes,
Josef K,
PIL,
Avey Tare,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Intrusion,
It's A Beautiful Day,
FM Einheit,
Von Mondo,
Lindisfarne,
David McCallum,
The Slackers,
Dave Gahan,
Moss Icon,
Minny Pops,
The Mojo Men,
DJ Sneak,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bluetip,
Ohio Players,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slick Rick,
Althea and Donna,
Lucky Dragons,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Y Pants,
Jandek,
Deepchord,
The Monochrome Set,
Morten Harket,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
AZ,
China Crisis,
Brand Nubian,
Fela Kuti,
Procol Harum,
Sight & Sound,
Ultravox,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gichy Dan,
Royal Trux,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Reuben Wilson,
The Doors,
The Standells,
Ronan,
June Days,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pantytec,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.