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 Czech Republic and from Cairo.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Echospace to the disco 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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bob Dylan,
The Vogues,
Royal Trux,
Charles Mingus,
Darondo,
the Germs,
The Raincoats,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ronnie Foster,
Nation of Ulysses,
John Foxx,
The Detroit Cobras,
Arab on Radar,
FM Einheit,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Negative Approach,
Marmalade,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Roger Hodgson,
Sarah Menescal,
Ponytail,
Sällskapet,
John Cale,
Unrelated Segments,
Carl Craig,
Public Enemy,
Franke,
Youth Brigade,
Visage,
Moby Grape,
The Cure,
Tubeway Army,
The Cramps,
Marshall Jefferson,
Camberwell Now,
Ohio Players,
Arcadia,
K-Klass,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Unwound,
Letta Mbulu,
Funky Four + One,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Electric Prunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minnie Riperton,
Little Man,
Surgeon,
Drexciya,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sun City Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Depeche Mode,
Mark Hollis,
World's Most,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Alarm Clocks,
Morten Harket,
Underground Resistance,
Cal Tjader,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.