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 Japan and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Michael McDonald 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 Magazine to the punk 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
John Foxx,
Sister Nancy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Robert Wyatt,
Boredoms,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Simply Red,
Unwound,
Joey Negro,
Brand Nubian,
Excepter,
Minnie Riperton,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aural Exciters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neu!,
The Blues Magoos,
The Skatalites,
Das Ding,
Vladislav Delay,
Kevin Saunderson,
Blossom Toes,
Derrick Morgan,
Bluetip,
Echospace,
CMW,
Delta 5,
The Shadows of Knight,
Groovy Waters,
Alice Coltrane,
Little Man,
The Motions,
Vainqueur,
the Germs,
The Cowsills,
Lower 48,
The Slackers,
Half Japanese,
a-ha,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Siglo XX,
Rakim,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Human League,
Albert Ayler,
The Gap Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Roxette,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Throbbing Gristle,
Audionom,
Guru Guru,
Michelle Simonal,
EPMD,
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.