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 Egypt and from Milan.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Leaves to the crunk 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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip 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?
Scratch Acid,
Swell Maps,
Newcleus,
Piero Umiliani,
Crime,
Leonard Cohen,
Zapp,
Grauzone,
Basic Channel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ronan,
The Wake,
MC5,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Divine Comedy,
Isaac Hayes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gregory Isaacs,
Panda Bear,
These Immortal Souls,
Duran Duran,
UT,
Iggy Pop,
Negative Approach,
Rufus Thomas,
The Golliwogs,
Clear Light,
Shoche,
Kaleidoscope,
Sound Behaviour,
Patti Smith,
The Smoke,
The Electric Prunes,
Mission of Burma,
Oblivians,
Heaven 17,
The Offenders,
Organ,
Maurizio,
Adolescents,
The Techniques,
The Alarm Clocks,
D'Angelo,
Roxette,
The Seeds,
Hot Snakes,
Stetsasonic,
The Gun Club,
Qualms,
Amon Düül II,
Loose Ends,
Joe Smooth,
Avey Tare,
Liliput,
Deadbeat,
Byron Stingily,
Japan,
AZ,
David McCallum,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.