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 Panama and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 World's Most to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Human League,
DJ Style,
Sugar Minott,
Eurythmics,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Unwound,
Icehouse,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Goldenarms,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Isaac Hayes,
Sällskapet,
The Fortunes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Idris Muhammad,
the Sonics,
Alice Coltrane,
PIL,
The Victims,
Zapp,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sexual Harrassment,
ABC,
Rekid,
U.S. Maple,
Niagra,
Faust,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Andrew Hill,
The Doors,
La Düsseldorf,
Half Japanese,
Thee Headcoats,
Juan Atkins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Frankie Knuckles,
DJ Sneak,
The Golliwogs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Foxx,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Black Dice,
The Neon Judgement,
Infiniti,
Gerry Rafferty,
B.T. Express,
John Lydon,
Circle Jerks,
Hashim,
Graham Central Station,
Letta Mbulu,
Jacob Miller,
Masters at Work,
Basic Channel,
Davy DMX,
Robert Görl,
This Heat,
Danielle Patucci,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.