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 Tanzania and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Stetsasonic to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fatback Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Qualms,
Main Source,
Dark Day,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Alphaville,
Robert Wyatt,
Chrome,
Rotary Connection,
Quantec,
The Blackbyrds,
Eli Mardock,
Model 500,
The Move,
Roy Ayers,
K-Klass,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Wally Richardson,
Oblivians,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bill Wells,
The Residents,
Pere Ubu,
Ice-T,
Archie Shepp,
Todd Terry,
Barbara Tucker,
Beasts of Bourbon,
La Düsseldorf,
Livin' Joy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jeff Lynne,
Schoolly D,
Symarip,
Ossler,
John Foxx,
Boredoms,
Metal Thangz,
Warren Ellis,
Roxette,
Moebius,
Crime,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Zeros,
Toni Rubio,
Neu!,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Silicon Teens,
Bluetip,
Skaos,
Aloha Tigers,
Groovy Waters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Derrick Morgan,
Monks,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.