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 Kyrgyzstan and from Glasgow.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 rhodes 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 Audionom to the jazz 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Q and Not U,
Peter & Gordon,
Jawbox,
Animal Collective,
Cal Tjader,
Freddie Wadling,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jesper Dahlback,
Suicide,
Thompson Twins,
Pharoah Sanders,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Iggy Pop,
Rapeman,
The American Breed,
the Soft Cell,
Ken Boothe,
John Holt,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Searchers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fire Engines,
the Bar-Kays,
Soft Machine,
Dennis Brown,
The Remains,
Radio Birdman,
ABBA,
Intrusion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Misunderstood,
The Blackbyrds,
F. McDonald,
Das Ding,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pole,
Bizarre Inc.,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Toni Rubio,
The Fuzztones,
Banda Bassotti,
Lyres,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marine Girls,
D'Angelo,
Adolescents,
Brick,
Dave Gahan,
Little Man,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Archie Shepp,
Nik Kershaw,
Gil Scott Heron,
Barclay James Harvest,
Organ,
Pere Ubu,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Moebius,
John Cale,
Wolf Eyes,
The Offenders,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.