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 Turkey and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Graham Central Station to the rock 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Dawn Penn,
Black Flag,
David Axelrod,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sixth Finger,
X-Ray Spex,
Eurythmics,
The Searchers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Brand Nubian,
Silicon Teens,
These Immortal Souls,
Ludus,
In Retrospect,
ABC,
Thompson Twins,
MDC,
The Happenings,
D'Angelo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eve St. Jones,
Pantaleimon,
Swell Maps,
Patti Smith,
Camberwell Now,
Blossom Toes,
Babytalk,
Make Up,
Depeche Mode,
Kayak,
Excepter,
Duran Duran,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gong,
Von Mondo,
Youth Brigade,
Blancmange,
Porter Ricks,
Jacob Miller,
Altered Images,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
H. Thieme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Monks,
Chrome,
Visage,
Average White Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Y Pants,
Peter and Kerry,
The Kinks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Banda Bassotti,
Alton Ellis,
Electric Prunes,
The Saints,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kas Product,
Urselle,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.