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 Italy and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Theoretical Girls to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water 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?
Erykah Badu,
Scrapy,
X-101,
Franke,
Adolescents,
The Monochrome Set,
Easy Going,
Clear Light,
The Count Five,
The Saints,
Kas Product,
Blancmange,
Pagans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Main Source,
Cameo,
Mad Mike,
Motorama,
Suicide,
Visage,
Television,
Al Stewart,
Black Pus,
Liliput,
Howard Jones,
T. Rex,
The Standells,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marine Girls,
Sam Rivers,
The Walker Brothers,
Lou Reed,
Half Japanese,
The Barracudas,
Tears for Fears,
The Human League,
Gang Starr,
Godley & Creme,
Hasil Adkins,
Johnny Clarke,
D'Angelo,
Patti Smith,
Eurythmics,
Joey Negro,
Lower 48,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Basic Channel,
Monolake,
Ituana,
Pussy Galore,
10cc,
Susan Cadogan,
Hot Snakes,
Rakim,
The Moody Blues,
Laurel Aitken,
Henry Cow,
Robert Wyatt,
The Buckinghams,
Oneida,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.