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 Liberia and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar 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 Hasil Adkins 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Index,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Quando Quango,
Royal Trux,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scratch Acid,
Au Pairs,
K-Klass,
Arthur Verocai,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Josef K,
Bang On A Can,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eden Ahbez,
Soft Machine,
Marvin Gaye,
Derrick Morgan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yellowson,
PIL,
Cecil Taylor,
Moss Icon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eddi Front,
Los Fastidios,
One Last Wish,
Trumans Water,
The Music Machine,
Pussy Galore,
Nirvana,
Archie Shepp,
Thompson Twins,
the Normal,
Fela Kuti,
Neil Young,
Agitation Free,
Saccharine Trust,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Monks,
Rekid,
Black Bananas,
Funky Four + One,
Pharoah Sanders,
Zapp,
Lakeside,
Scan 7,
Magazine,
Soul II Soul,
The Cramps,
Dennis Brown,
Essential Logic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jandek,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Robert Görl,
Fad Gadget,
The American Breed,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Arab on Radar,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.