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 Serbia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the funk 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Procol Harum,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ponytail,
Ronnie Foster,
Spoonie Gee,
Susan Cadogan,
The Mummies,
Newcleus,
The Black Dice,
Minny Pops,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Association,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Buzzcocks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Youth Brigade,
The Toasters,
Sarah Menescal,
The Grass Roots,
World's Most,
The Star Department,
Fad Gadget,
Main Source,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Liliput,
Ultra Naté,
Outsiders,
Make Up,
Joyce Sims,
Lee Hazlewood,
Monolake,
Man Parrish,
The Smiths,
The Seeds,
Swell Maps,
Charles Mingus,
Gong,
Barclay James Harvest,
Warsaw,
Loose Ends,
Andrew Hill,
Nico,
Sonic Youth,
Drexciya,
Don Cherry,
KRS-One,
The Move,
Derrick May,
X-101,
Flash Fearless,
Anakelly,
Jimmy McGriff,
Simply Red,
the Human League,
John Foxx,
Banda Bassotti,
Shoche,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ossler,
Sällskapet,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.