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 Bangladesh 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Lower 48 to the punk 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Techniques,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sun City Girls,
Depeche Mode,
The Trojans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Altered Images,
B.T. Express,
Robert Wyatt,
The Seeds,
This Heat,
Fear,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Searchers,
Roger Hodgson,
Derrick May,
Dennis Brown,
Bill Near,
Hoover,
Clear Light,
Guru Guru,
The Vogues,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Swell Maps,
Pagans,
Oblivians,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wolf Eyes,
The Move,
Carl Craig,
Ronnie Foster,
Lyres,
The Saints,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Aural Exciters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
ABBA,
Banda Bassotti,
Cameo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Metal Thangz,
Simply Red,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Television Personalities,
the Normal,
The Fire Engines,
Negative Approach,
Drive Like Jehu,
Patti Smith,
Ronan,
Harmonia,
The Buckinghams,
Nico,
The Durutti Column,
Al Stewart,
James White and The Blacks,
JFA,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.