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 Switzerland and from Spokane.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the dance 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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eric Copeland,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
June of 44,
Mission of Burma,
Danielle Patucci,
Tears for Fears,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scan 7,
Fat Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barrington Levy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Stiv Bators,
Circle Jerks,
Sister Nancy,
Audionom,
Country Teasers,
Tubeway Army,
Ossler,
The Smoke,
Visage,
Fela Kuti,
Ten City,
Frankie Knuckles,
Hardrive,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Khruangbin,
Junior Murvin,
John Cale,
Brass Construction,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Iggy Pop,
Grey Daturas,
Public Enemy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Neu!,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Velvet Underground,
Average White Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Easy Going,
Ponytail,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
DJ Style,
New York Dolls,
Cymande,
Yusef Lateef,
Letta Mbulu,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Japan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
E-Dancer,
Icehouse,
Ultra Naté,
The United States of America,
Johnny Osbourne,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.