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 Norway and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer 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 The Music Machine to the rap 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Happenings,
Spoonie Gee,
The Wake,
Boogie Down Productions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ronnie Foster,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Bananas,
Section 25,
Lungfish,
Panda Bear,
Television,
Junior Murvin,
The Smoke,
Eve St. Jones,
Mad Mike,
Essential Logic,
Basic Channel,
Metal Thangz,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Christie,
A Flock of Seagulls,
La Düsseldorf,
The Gladiators,
Pulsallama,
Black Sheep,
Livin' Joy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Quantec,
Gabor Szabo,
In Retrospect,
Leonard Cohen,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Arcadia,
Masters at Work,
Duran Duran,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Moleskins,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Five Americans,
Negative Approach,
Jandek,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Brass Construction,
CMW,
Desert Stars,
Mr. Review,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alice Coltrane,
The Selecter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Agent Orange,
Cabaret Voltaire,
DJ Sneak,
Marmalade,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Monolake,
Pylon,
Bobby Byrd,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.