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 Turkey and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 New York and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Tom Verlaine 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 ABBA to the grime 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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Pantytec,
Gil Scott Heron,
Todd Terry,
Soft Cell,
Brass Construction,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Howard Jones,
Juan Atkins,
X-102,
Jandek,
Robert Görl,
Sarah Menescal,
FM Einheit,
Peter and Kerry,
The United States of America,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Guru Guru,
The Zeros,
Jeff Mills,
Minutemen,
Ossler,
The Index,
DJ Sneak,
Lyres,
Von Mondo,
Avey Tare,
Carl Craig,
The Monks,
Drexciya,
Tim Buckley,
Cecil Taylor,
Sällskapet,
The Golliwogs,
The Busters,
Skarface,
Bill Near,
Blancmange,
Public Enemy,
Underground Resistance,
Lightning Bolt,
Bobby Sherman,
The Blackbyrds,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
T.S.O.L.,
Amon Düül II,
Scientists,
Adolescents,
Roxy Music,
Nas,
Infiniti,
Technova,
This Heat,
Deadbeat,
Dead Boys,
Gang Gang Dance,
The J.B.'s,
Trumans Water,
Colin Newman,
Gang of Four,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.