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 Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cybotron to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
the Fania All-Stars,
X-101,
Janne Schatter,
Pantytec,
CMW,
Arthur Verocai,
Gastr Del Sol,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Blackbyrds,
Deakin,
Alice Coltrane,
Jacob Miller,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gregory Isaacs,
Drexciya,
The Count Five,
Shuggie Otis,
Charles Mingus,
Theoretical Girls,
Bootsy Collins,
Ossler,
June of 44,
Quando Quango,
Camberwell Now,
John Cale,
Duran Duran,
Infiniti,
The Detroit Cobras,
Chrome,
Altered Images,
Jeff Lynne,
Cymande,
Delon & Dalcan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Harmonia,
The Barracudas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moebius,
Ultravox,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rites of Spring,
The Toasters,
Magma,
Johnny Clarke,
Boogie Down Productions,
Little Man,
Barry Ungar,
The Associates,
Country Teasers,
Fat Boys,
PIL,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rosa Yemen,
Echospace,
Minutemen,
The Divine Comedy,
Crime,
David Bowie,
The Beau Brummels,
Thompson Twins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.