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 Switzerland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the organ 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
The Leaves,
Porter Ricks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Skatalites,
Ituana,
Boz Scaggs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Popol Vuh,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Zeros,
Kevin Saunderson,
Maleditus Sound,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Second Layer,
Agitation Free,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
48th St. Collective,
Television,
Underground Resistance,
Duran Duran,
OOIOO,
The Human League,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fear,
Aloha Tigers,
Aaron Thompson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soft Machine,
Section 25,
Nils Olav,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
JFA,
Black Bananas,
Barry Ungar,
Todd Terry,
Eric Dolphy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Peter and Kerry,
Juan Atkins,
Tubeway Army,
The American Breed,
Reuben Wilson,
Sällskapet,
Spoonie Gee,
Smog,
The Fortunes,
Mo-Dettes,
June of 44,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fall,
The Busters,
Grey Daturas,
The Invisible,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore.
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.