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 Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
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 sitar 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
The Evens,
The Five Americans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Modern Lovers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gun Club,
Rekid,
kango's stein massive,
Leonard Cohen,
Blossom Toes,
Scion,
The Divine Comedy,
Radiohead,
The Sound,
Moby Grape,
Glenn Branca,
X-Ray Spex,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yellowson,
Fear,
Rotary Connection,
Wire,
The Fire Engines,
The Motions,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Judy Mowatt,
Glambeats Corp.,
World's Most,
Joe Finger,
Silicon Teens,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Mojo Men,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Theoretical Girls,
The Misunderstood,
The Moleskins,
Skaos,
Scrapy,
Robert Wyatt,
Johnny Clarke,
The Black Dice,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brand Nubian,
Young Marble Giants,
Maurizio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Echospace,
Oblivians,
Bush Tetras,
Au Pairs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Infiniti,
Funkadelic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gang Green,
The Golliwogs,
Siglo XX,
The American Breed,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock 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.