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 Lithuania and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
The Skatalites,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sexual Harrassment,
June of 44,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sandy B,
The Standells,
Infiniti,
Rhythm & Sound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pere Ubu,
Dorothy Ashby,
Qualms,
Tomorrow,
Absolute Body Control,
Delon & Dalcan,
Vainqueur,
The Associates,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jeff Lynne,
Neil Young,
Lightning Bolt,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Porter Ricks,
Franke,
Pagans,
Ten City,
Stockholm Monsters,
Erykah Badu,
Reuben Wilson,
X-Ray Spex,
the Normal,
Aaron Thompson,
Inner City,
Adolescents,
Minor Threat,
Slick Rick,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bootsy Collins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sister Nancy,
Cheater Slicks,
Ornette Coleman,
Flamin' Groovies,
Derrick Morgan,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Gladiators,
Buzzcocks,
Ludus,
Popol Vuh,
Lower 48,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Toasters,
Rosa Yemen,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gong,
The Grass Roots,
Sex Pistols,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.