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 Luxembourg and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Cramps to the crunk 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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin 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 snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
Eve St. Jones,
Minnie Riperton,
Monks,
Fluxion,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
Moby Grape,
Khruangbin,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lower 48,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rufus Thomas,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Saccharine Trust,
Fear,
The Tremeloes,
New York Dolls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ponytail,
Minny Pops,
Ten City,
the Swans,
June Days,
The Selecter,
Minutemen,
Goldenarms,
Easy Going,
Von Mondo,
Joy Division,
Drive Like Jehu,
Avey Tare,
Subhumans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Davy DMX,
Japan,
Con Funk Shun,
Cameo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Malaria!,
The New Christs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Niagra,
Gang of Four,
Tears for Fears,
Monolake,
Boogie Down Productions,
David Axelrod,
The Cramps,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eden Ahbez,
Bill Wells,
Public Image Ltd.,
Thompson Twins,
Grandmaster Flash,
Procol Harum,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.