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 Mozambique and from Philadelphia.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Kaleidoscope to the funk 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Godley & Creme,
Alison Limerick,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Slits,
Ultra Naté,
Whodini,
Robert Görl,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eve St. Jones,
James White and The Blacks,
Audionom,
Can,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Deepchord,
Pere Ubu,
Qualms,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Motorama,
Mission of Burma,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Gun Club,
Bootsy Collins,
Simply Red,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Flag,
Lower 48,
Y Pants,
The Doors,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Divine Comedy,
PIL,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Grauzone,
The Slackers,
One Last Wish,
Carl Craig,
the Bar-Kays,
Archie Shepp,
Eric Copeland,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gichy Dan,
Flash Fearless,
Cybotron,
Cameo,
Sonic Youth,
Nick Fraelich,
Eddi Front,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Sherman,
Scott Walker,
The Offenders,
Excepter,
Skaos,
The Fuzztones,
The Smiths,
The American Breed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gerry Rafferty,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.