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 Turkey and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Sao Paulo.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Boredoms to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Essential Logic,
Bob Dylan,
Sixth Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wasted Youth,
The Cramps,
a-ha,
Bauhaus,
Eurythmics,
One Last Wish,
LL Cool J,
Aloha Tigers,
Japan,
Alphaville,
Quando Quango,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Susan Cadogan,
T.S.O.L.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Davy DMX,
Mad Mike,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Five Americans,
Youth Brigade,
The Grass Roots,
Flamin' Groovies,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fortunes,
Robert Hood,
Andrew Hill,
Graham Central Station,
Black Moon,
Angry Samoans,
The Angels of Light,
E-Dancer,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Moebius,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sonic Youth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Smiths,
Fear,
Circle Jerks,
Lou Reed,
Quadrant,
Anthony Braxton,
Tropical Tobacco,
Joensuu 1685,
kango's stein massive,
Radio Birdman,
Grey Daturas,
the Germs,
Monks,
Skriet,
Shoche,
Tomorrow,
Sällskapet,
Minny Pops,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.