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 Slovakia and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Unwound to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Morten Harket,
Traffic Nightmare,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pulsallama,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Tremeloes,
Blancmange,
Desert Stars,
Infiniti,
Alice Coltrane,
Liliput,
Absolute Body Control,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Goldenarms,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Five Americans,
Roy Ayers,
Harmonia,
In Retrospect,
The Dirtbombs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Althea and Donna,
Ituana,
the Germs,
Black Sheep,
Eric Dolphy,
Peter and Kerry,
Lakeside,
Marine Girls,
Bauhaus,
Minnie Riperton,
La Düsseldorf,
Scratch Acid,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Happenings,
Joyce Sims,
The Martian,
Das Ding,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bill Near,
Yellowson,
Scott Walker,
Bill Wells,
Gichy Dan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jacob Miller,
Saccharine Trust,
Gong,
The Slackers,
Fluxion,
Model 500,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pylon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Isaac Hayes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.