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 Bhutan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fire Engines to the electroclash 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Todd Terry,
ABBA,
Maleditus Sound,
Livin' Joy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Faust,
Bobby Womack,
LL Cool J,
China Crisis,
Derrick May,
Symarip,
The American Breed,
a-ha,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sarah Menescal,
Leonard Cohen,
Monks,
Mission of Burma,
Kurtis Blow,
Funkadelic,
Ken Boothe,
Y Pants,
The Litter,
Audionom,
Quadrant,
Blancmange,
Hot Snakes,
Groovy Waters,
Index,
Heaven 17,
New York Dolls,
The Fugs,
Panda Bear,
Yellowson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tomorrow,
The Wake,
Scan 7,
Blossom Toes,
Japan,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Sound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joey Negro,
Das Ding,
Donald Byrd,
Fluxion,
Roxy Music,
The Gladiators,
Don Cherry,
Television Personalities,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sixth Finger,
Jacques Brel,
The Seeds,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.