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 Mauritius and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Moebius to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Durutti Column,
Icehouse,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Seeds,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rotary Connection,
Camberwell Now,
Yellowson,
Q65,
Jerry's Kids,
Malaria!,
Eddi Front,
Soft Machine,
Tommy Roe,
World's Most,
The Associates,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eurythmics,
Susan Cadogan,
Suicide,
Curtis Mayfield,
Peter and Kerry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Fortunes,
Dark Day,
Sparks,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Toasters,
Cluster,
Tropical Tobacco,
Alison Limerick,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cybotron,
Chris Corsano,
Schoolly D,
the Human League,
Reagan Youth,
Robert Görl,
Hardrive,
Dorothy Ashby,
John Cale,
Bobby Hutcherson,
10cc,
Isaac Hayes,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Blackbyrds,
Boredoms,
Little Man,
Flamin' Groovies,
Yazoo,
The Standells,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Agitation Free,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Alphaville,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.