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 Algeria and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Dawn Penn to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Terry Callier,
Warsaw,
The Offenders,
The Techniques,
Vainqueur,
Sandy B,
Ultra Naté,
Scion,
Bluetip,
The Names,
Quadrant,
Gastr Del Sol,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Animal Collective,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Matthew Halsall,
Moby Grape,
Zapp,
Bush Tetras,
Aaron Thompson,
The Smiths,
Pagans,
Soulsonic Force,
China Crisis,
Sparks,
Amon Düül,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The United States of America,
Brothers Johnson,
Erasure,
Guru Guru,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sixth Finger,
Clear Light,
The Electric Prunes,
Fat Boys,
Slick Rick,
Joe Smooth,
Von Mondo,
Harry Pussy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Grauzone,
Fugazi,
Rufus Thomas,
Roy Ayers,
Public Enemy,
Altered Images,
Newcleus,
Symarip,
The Residents,
Massinfluence,
Crash Course in Science,
Girls At Our Best!,
FM Einheit,
Lalann,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
a-ha,
The Fall,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.