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 Namibia and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Sparks to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Soft Cell,
Young Marble Giants,
Technova,
Average White Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Archie Shepp,
Cymande,
La Düsseldorf,
Silicon Teens,
New Age Steppers,
The Gories,
Ossler,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cluster,
Magma,
The Stooges,
Minnie Riperton,
Wire,
Slave,
These Immortal Souls,
Anthony Braxton,
Yaz,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ice-T,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Todd Terry,
The Last Poets,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Angry Samoans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MDC,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Surgeon,
Cheater Slicks,
R.M.O.,
Dennis Brown,
Rekid,
Procol Harum,
Hasil Adkins,
Prince Buster,
Oneida,
Erykah Badu,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fluxion,
X-101,
Jeru the Damaja,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fugazi,
The Gun Club,
The Gap Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Joy Division,
The Black Dice,
ABC,
Minny Pops,
Vainqueur,
Absolute Body Control,
Blake Baxter,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.