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 Kyrgyzstan 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar 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 Interpol to the techno 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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Mantronix,
Kurtis Blow,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Modern Lovers,
The Names,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Schoolly D,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Arcadia,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Boz Scaggs,
The Grass Roots,
Ash Ra Tempel,
John Coltrane,
AZ,
Silicon Teens,
Sonic Youth,
Goldenarms,
Michelle Simonal,
Young Marble Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lucky Dragons,
Yusef Lateef,
Terry Callier,
Urselle,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Man Eating Sloth,
The United States of America,
DNA,
Intrusion,
Robert Görl,
Dorothy Ashby,
Quadrant,
Bluetip,
Lindisfarne,
Delon & Dalcan,
Arthur Verocai,
Andrew Hill,
Eden Ahbez,
Albert Ayler,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Velvet Underground,
Jeff Mills,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Human League,
Suburban Knight,
Erasure,
Bizarre Inc.,
Surgeon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Junior Murvin,
Althea and Donna,
The Durutti Column,
The Gap Band,
Anakelly,
The Invisible,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.