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 Vietnam 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Agitation Free to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Harmonia,
Boz Scaggs,
X-Ray Spex,
Mo-Dettes,
Sam Rivers,
Pere Ubu,
Lebanon Hanover,
Piero Umiliani,
Main Source,
Fear,
Bronski Beat,
Soulsonic Force,
Yazoo,
Hoover,
Wolf Eyes,
Darondo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Duran Duran,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Blackbyrds,
Howard Jones,
Tubeway Army,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rapeman,
10cc,
Excepter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Alison Limerick,
Popol Vuh,
Youth Brigade,
The Alarm Clocks,
Talk Talk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Starr,
Thompson Twins,
The Divine Comedy,
The Star Department,
Roy Ayers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ossler,
The Young Rascals,
Chrome,
Slick Rick,
Metal Thangz,
The Busters,
Moebius,
Throbbing Gristle,
Aural Exciters,
Supertramp,
Dorothy Ashby,
Silicon Teens,
The Leaves,
Television Personalities,
Rekid,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.