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 Nauru and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sarah Menescal to the funk 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
KRS-One,
Soulsonic Force,
The Divine Comedy,
Eli Mardock,
Bob Dylan,
Terry Callier,
The Star Department,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ituana,
Todd Terry,
Marmalade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Altered Images,
the Soft Cell,
Goldenarms,
Lyres,
Wally Richardson,
Supertramp,
Bauhaus,
Barrington Levy,
Idris Muhammad,
Dennis Brown,
The Golliwogs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jerry's Kids,
Faraquet,
Hot Snakes,
The Tremeloes,
Max Romeo,
Anthony Braxton,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ultra Naté,
OOIOO,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Loose Ends,
Essential Logic,
Erykah Badu,
Tim Buckley,
Rosa Yemen,
Rod Modell,
Lindisfarne,
Girls At Our Best!,
Yazoo,
Circle Jerks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fall,
Cal Tjader,
the Bar-Kays,
Gang Green,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Al Stewart,
Ultravox,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Saccharine Trust,
The Move,
The Remains,
The Velvet Underground,
Fluxion,
Sam Rivers,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.