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 South Africa and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Robert Hood to the dance 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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Section 25,
Slave,
Ludus,
Arab on Radar,
Scratch Acid,
Porter Ricks,
Reuben Wilson,
DJ Style,
Public Image Ltd.,
Visage,
Lalann,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
One Last Wish,
Excepter,
Organ,
The Buckinghams,
Subhumans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mad Mike,
Joe Finger,
Interpol,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Alarm Clocks,
Colin Newman,
Danielle Patucci,
The Angels of Light,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scan 7,
Godley & Creme,
Deakin,
Public Enemy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Charles Mingus,
Arcadia,
In Retrospect,
The Gladiators,
Althea and Donna,
Pet Shop Boys,
Procol Harum,
Wings,
Au Pairs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Audionom,
Grauzone,
The Doobie Brothers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Clear Light,
Pole,
DJ Sneak,
Popol Vuh,
Sam Rivers,
D'Angelo,
The Cure,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Los Fastidios,
Deepchord,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Youth Brigade,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.