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 South Africa and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Lee Hazlewood to the jazz 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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Slave,
Kenny Larkin,
Fear,
Goldenarms,
Index,
Roxette,
Television Personalities,
Peter and Kerry,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joe Finger,
the Normal,
Stockholm Monsters,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Dirtbombs,
Warren Ellis,
Mantronix,
The Blackbyrds,
Vladislav Delay,
Althea and Donna,
The Raincoats,
The Five Americans,
Ronan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Vogues,
Jacob Miller,
a-ha,
Livin' Joy,
Delta 5,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cameo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Second Layer,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
David Axelrod,
Joe Smooth,
Malaria!,
Rotary Connection,
Neu!,
Hashim,
Connie Case,
Accadde A,
Cal Tjader,
The Mojo Men,
Mark Hollis,
Eve St. Jones,
Talk Talk,
Stiv Bators,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nas,
Subhumans,
Circle Jerks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Human League,
Desert Stars,
the Fania All-Stars,
Zapp,
Ice-T,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.