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 Singapore and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gun Club,
Cecil Taylor,
Patti Smith,
Judy Mowatt,
The Dead C,
Aswad,
Piero Umiliani,
Suicide,
Model 500,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pantytec,
Rufus Thomas,
The Offenders,
Outsiders,
Interpol,
Scientists,
Lakeside,
Ronan,
Toni Rubio,
The United States of America,
DJ Style,
Radiohead,
Lee Hazlewood,
E-Dancer,
Warsaw,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eric Copeland,
Whodini,
Ponytail,
Agitation Free,
Severed Heads,
Kurtis Blow,
the Soft Cell,
Arab on Radar,
David Axelrod,
Pantaleimon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jawbox,
Glenn Branca,
FM Einheit,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jeff Lynne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Al Stewart,
Pere Ubu,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Easy Going,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Evens,
Roxette,
Robert Wyatt,
ABC,
Soft Machine,
Bill Wells,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.