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 Gabon and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Lucky Dragons to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
E-Dancer,
Agitation Free,
A Certain Ratio,
Michelle Simonal,
Skarface,
Anthony Braxton,
Matthew Bourne,
Technova,
Q65,
the Sonics,
Japan,
Prince Buster,
Little Man,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Robert Görl,
Sister Nancy,
Absolute Body Control,
Delta 5,
Joe Smooth,
Ice-T,
B.T. Express,
La Düsseldorf,
Nico,
Skriet,
Jacob Miller,
Fatback Band,
Roxy Music,
Altered Images,
Can,
Section 25,
Sun City Girls,
Kurtis Blow,
Soft Cell,
In Retrospect,
the Human League,
Glenn Branca,
Thompson Twins,
New Order,
Jacques Brel,
Frankie Knuckles,
Faraquet,
Colin Newman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Josef K,
Scion,
Symarip,
Talk Talk,
the Slits,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Panda Bear,
Gichy Dan,
Quantec,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lalo Schifrin,
Main Source,
Dead Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Busters,
Crime,
T. Rex,
Bobby Byrd,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.