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 Lyon.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Standells to the funk 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Maleditus Sound,
Sixth Finger,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cramps,
Warsaw,
ABBA,
Fear,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Germs,
Groovy Waters,
The Mojo Men,
The Vogues,
Soulsonic Force,
Tommy Roe,
Dave Gahan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Surgeon,
Cecil Taylor,
Ultra Naté,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ten City,
Half Japanese,
Soft Machine,
Das Ding,
Junior Murvin,
X-101,
Blossom Toes,
Saccharine Trust,
Davy DMX,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Guru Guru,
Letta Mbulu,
Clear Light,
Reuben Wilson,
Main Source,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barbara Tucker,
Cluster,
Yaz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scratch Acid,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Los Fastidios,
Rakim,
Pierre Henry,
Jacques Brel,
Wolf Eyes,
10cc,
The Fugs,
Icehouse,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lower 48,
E-Dancer,
The Barracudas,
Animal Collective,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.