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 Mexico and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 rhodes 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 Banda Bassotti to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
DNA,
Thee Headcoats,
Marvin Gaye,
Reagan Youth,
Pere Ubu,
The Motions,
China Crisis,
KRS-One,
Tears for Fears,
Howard Jones,
The Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joey Negro,
Ludus,
Toni Rubio,
Popol Vuh,
The Doobie Brothers,
Subhumans,
EPMD,
Skarface,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Magazine,
Hardrive,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cheater Slicks,
Soft Cell,
Con Funk Shun,
The Skatalites,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Tremeloes,
Buzzcocks,
The Busters,
Prince Buster,
Scratch Acid,
Essential Logic,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ronnie Foster,
Terrestrial Tones,
AZ,
Bobby Sherman,
Agitation Free,
The Gap Band,
Saccharine Trust,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Faraquet,
Guru Guru,
Das Ding,
Metal Thangz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jerry's Kids,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bizarre Inc.,
David Bowie,
Electric Prunes,
Accadde A,
World's Most,
The Blues Magoos,
The Moleskins,
The J.B.'s,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.