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 Algeria and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Minnie Riperton to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bob Dylan,
Organ,
The Invisible,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Masters at Work,
Tres Demented,
Jesper Dahlback,
Negative Approach,
Animal Collective,
48th St. Collective,
Trumans Water,
Graham Central Station,
Nik Kershaw,
Johnny Clarke,
The Associates,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pulsallama,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Beau Brummels,
Intrusion,
Gichy Dan,
Josef K,
The Motions,
Junior Murvin,
Yazoo,
Cameo,
Stetsasonic,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Shuggie Otis,
Scientists,
The Fugs,
Wire,
Pylon,
Suburban Knight,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jeff Lynne,
Bang On A Can,
Godley & Creme,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Agent Orange,
Don Cherry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Monochrome Set,
Erasure,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eden Ahbez,
The Happenings,
Can,
Flash Fearless,
LL Cool J,
The Fall,
Roxette,
The Gladiators,
The Black Dice,
Jimmy McGriff,
CMW,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.