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 Papua New Guinea and from Manchester.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 New Age Steppers to the rap 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Max Romeo,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Reuben Wilson,
Godley & Creme,
The Doobie Brothers,
Arcadia,
Rotary Connection,
Isaac Hayes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Neon Judgement,
Jerry's Kids,
OOIOO,
a-ha,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Warsaw,
Agent Orange,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gabor Szabo,
Sun City Girls,
The Cramps,
Au Pairs,
D'Angelo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Barry Ungar,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Christie,
Unrelated Segments,
Howard Jones,
Panda Bear,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Young Rascals,
The Mummies,
New Age Steppers,
Mantronix,
Ludus,
The Fugs,
The New Christs,
Unwound,
Rites of Spring,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Blancmange,
Public Enemy,
Cybotron,
Bush Tetras,
Spoonie Gee,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
L. Decosne,
Kas Product,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Model 500,
Sister Nancy,
Zapp,
Silicon Teens,
Prince Buster,
Babytalk,
Quantec,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lalann,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.