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 Angola and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Skarface to the funk 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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Intrusion,
Quando Quango,
Faraquet,
F. McDonald,
LL Cool J,
Shoche,
The Wake,
The Grass Roots,
Jimmy McGriff,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The New Christs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Little Man,
Pere Ubu,
Heaven 17,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Malaria!,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The American Breed,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kurtis Blow,
Mars,
Arab on Radar,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mo-Dettes,
The Misunderstood,
Reagan Youth,
Jeff Mills,
Pole,
Kerrie Biddell,
Deakin,
Unwound,
Motorama,
Rekid,
Yellowson,
Aural Exciters,
Excepter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agent Orange,
In Retrospect,
Ice-T,
The Evens,
L. Decosne,
The Mummies,
Toni Rubio,
Cal Tjader,
Nils Olav,
Stereo Dub,
Todd Rundgren,
Boredoms,
Rhythm & Sound,
Qualms,
Black Pus,
The Moleskins,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Slits,
The Gun Club,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.