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 Brazil and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Lou Reed 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the grime 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Sister Nancy,
Sun Ra,
48th St. Collective,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fad Gadget,
Crime,
June Days,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Radiopuhelimet,
Interpol,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Josef K,
Avey Tare,
a-ha,
Quadrant,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bob Dylan,
Ultravox,
Suicide,
Eden Ahbez,
Monolake,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Q and Not U,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gabor Szabo,
Sonic Youth,
Silicon Teens,
D'Angelo,
The Human League,
Nirvana,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fugazi,
Babytalk,
The Knickerbockers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Inner City,
Jacques Brel,
Excepter,
Bootsy Collins,
The Residents,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Mummies,
Andrew Hill,
the Bar-Kays,
The Young Rascals,
Ossler,
Stiv Bators,
The Red Krayola,
The Techniques,
Lalann,
The Wake,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
E-Dancer,
Bush Tetras,
The Gories,
Make Up,
Dave Gahan,
Cluster,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.