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 Serbia and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jimmy McGriff to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Essential Logic,
Hardrive,
The Vogues,
Make Up,
John Holt,
Rotary Connection,
Morten Harket,
Althea and Donna,
Man Parrish,
The New Christs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Foxx,
Alton Ellis,
The Motions,
Kurtis Blow,
Crooked Eye,
Dead Boys,
Sam Rivers,
Los Fastidios,
This Heat,
Oneida,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joy Division,
Severed Heads,
Radiohead,
New Order,
Frankie Knuckles,
Brick,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Brand Nubian,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Judy Mowatt,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Knickerbockers,
Lungfish,
Matthew Halsall,
David McCallum,
X-101,
Quantec,
The Dead C,
48th St. Collective,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Stooges,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Womack,
Parry Music,
Scientists,
The Standells,
Dennis Brown,
Nico,
Q and Not U,
the Human League,
the Association,
Ken Boothe,
Hasil Adkins,
Popol Vuh,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.