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 Ghana and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Funky Four + One to the rock 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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Can,
Hashim,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Flipper,
Lalann,
DNA,
Jimmy McGriff,
Massinfluence,
Crime,
Franke,
The Standells,
The Dirtbombs,
Cameo,
Brothers Johnson,
The Moody Blues,
Gang of Four,
K-Klass,
Blake Baxter,
Derrick May,
a-ha,
Iggy Pop,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pulsallama,
Bill Near,
Jawbox,
Unrelated Segments,
The J.B.'s,
Swans,
Darondo,
Tubeway Army,
The Barracudas,
The Techniques,
Danielle Patucci,
The Mummies,
The Vogues,
Adolescents,
Cymande,
The Trojans,
The Busters,
Mr. Review,
The Gap Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Yusef Lateef,
The Walker Brothers,
Toni Rubio,
Connie Case,
Blancmange,
The Red Krayola,
Nico,
Cybotron,
In Retrospect,
Glenn Branca,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Evens,
Trumans Water,
U.S. Maple,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.