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 Uruguay and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Young Rascals to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Peter and Kerry,
Dual Sessions,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jerry's Kids,
Crime,
Hasil Adkins,
New Age Steppers,
The Cramps,
The Beau Brummels,
Aaron Thompson,
Wings,
Todd Terry,
Public Enemy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eurythmics,
The Sound,
Ten City,
Iggy Pop,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Skatalites,
The Standells,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Vainqueur,
Sugar Minott,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blossom Toes,
The Stooges,
The Last Poets,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gap Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Motions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Clear Light,
The Electric Prunes,
Bill Near,
Soft Cell,
Reagan Youth,
Hashim,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Intrusion,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ponytail,
Josef K,
10cc,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Blake Baxter,
Derrick Morgan,
the Normal,
Whodini,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul II Soul,
Thompson Twins,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Slits,
Jandek,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.