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 Mongolia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the electroclash 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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Albert Ayler,
Minnie Riperton,
China Crisis,
The Slackers,
John Coltrane,
Eddi Front,
Kool Moe Dee,
Babytalk,
Carl Craig,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Idris Muhammad,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rekid,
Black Sheep,
The Human League,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gang of Four,
Wire,
Essential Logic,
Dorothy Ashby,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Moody Blues,
Scion,
Terrestrial Tones,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Drexciya,
Howard Jones,
The Fall,
Can,
Peter and Kerry,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bob Dylan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quando Quango,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Seeds,
World's Most,
Technova,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Althea and Donna,
Zapp,
Urselle,
Bronski Beat,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Heaven 17,
Reagan Youth,
Amazonics,
Lou Reed,
The Five Americans,
Nirvana,
Main Source,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gichy Dan,
Grey Daturas,
Gong,
Pylon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Stiv Bators,
John Holt,
FM Einheit,
DJ Style,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.