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 India and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 DJ Sneak to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sex Pistols,
Bluetip,
Guru Guru,
Kevin Saunderson,
JFA,
Duran Duran,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Al Stewart,
Marine Girls,
The Invisible,
Dorothy Ashby,
Archie Shepp,
Sister Nancy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Hot Snakes,
The Grass Roots,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Motorama,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bang On A Can,
Supertramp,
The Happenings,
Masters at Work,
Wire,
Anakelly,
The Skatalites,
Young Marble Giants,
Harmonia,
Reuben Wilson,
Mad Mike,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Fugs,
Alice Coltrane,
Crime,
The Slits,
Joey Negro,
Television Personalities,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Seeds,
T. Rex,
The Monochrome Set,
Livin' Joy,
The Residents,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gong,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camberwell Now,
Chris Corsano,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Gories,
Mary Jane Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Blossom Toes,
Fela Kuti,
Sarah Menescal,
The Stooges,
U.S. Maple,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.