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 Slovenia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Colin Newman to the grunge 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Robert Görl,
The Associates,
Tears for Fears,
Urselle,
The Skatalites,
Circle Jerks,
Essential Logic,
Surgeon,
Sam Rivers,
UT,
Echospace,
Y Pants,
Bootsy Collins,
Boz Scaggs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Average White Band,
This Heat,
Japan,
Marmalade,
Lou Christie,
Kerrie Biddell,
Flipper,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Guru Guru,
CMW,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Neon Judgement,
The Moleskins,
Kenny Larkin,
Quando Quango,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Maleditus Sound,
One Last Wish,
Lalann,
Gang Starr,
Au Pairs,
Electric Prunes,
Oblivians,
Schoolly D,
Harmonia,
Kaleidoscope,
Yusef Lateef,
the Bar-Kays,
Saccharine Trust,
Cameo,
Chris Corsano,
Silicon Teens,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dark Day,
Television,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stereo Dub,
The Searchers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Dead C,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.