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 Niger and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Victims,
Neil Young,
Bluetip,
Scientists,
La Düsseldorf,
Stiv Bators,
Metal Thangz,
The Toasters,
Black Sheep,
Eden Ahbez,
Patti Smith,
The Tremeloes,
Tres Demented,
This Heat,
Jandek,
Bang On A Can,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fall,
Anakelly,
Black Bananas,
Sixth Finger,
Sam Rivers,
The Pretty Things,
Eli Mardock,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Foxx,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Duran Duran,
Intrusion,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Half Japanese,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moss Icon,
Sparks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marvin Gaye,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Crooked Eye,
Cymande,
Au Pairs,
Tears for Fears,
Robert Wyatt,
Rufus Thomas,
Qualms,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Curtis Mayfield,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Thee Headcoats,
Index,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Janne Schatter,
The Index,
The Blackbyrds,
Von Mondo,
Camberwell Now,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.