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 Finland and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare 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 the Swans to the disco 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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Surgeon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ponytail,
The Evens,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
June of 44,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lindisfarne,
Visage,
the Human League,
Flash Fearless,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gastr Del Sol,
Index,
Camouflage,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gang of Four,
Pantaleimon,
AZ,
Dark Day,
Eli Mardock,
Scrapy,
Blancmange,
Peter and Kerry,
Essential Logic,
The Skatalites,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lightning Bolt,
Pulsallama,
Half Japanese,
Michelle Simonal,
The Velvet Underground,
The Barracudas,
The Gap Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Blackbyrds,
Tommy Roe,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Association,
Crispy Ambulance,
Swans,
The Sonics,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Graham Central Station,
Lower 48,
Maleditus Sound,
Laurel Aitken,
Rotary Connection,
The Electric Prunes,
Livin' Joy,
Anakelly,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rufus Thomas,
Junior Murvin,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Whodini,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dawn Penn,
Jandek,
Amazonics,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.