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 China and from Delhi.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord 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 Joe Finger to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Erasure,
The Mojo Men,
Duran Duran,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rapeman,
The Index,
Drive Like Jehu,
Y Pants,
The Leaves,
Lalann,
Magazine,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
One Last Wish,
Fad Gadget,
Eden Ahbez,
The Durutti Column,
Kayak,
Soulsonic Force,
The Stooges,
Fluxion,
Electric Prunes,
Hoover,
Desert Stars,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Blackbyrds,
Sound Behaviour,
Surgeon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The New Christs,
Dave Gahan,
Q65,
The Dead C,
Wire,
Erykah Badu,
Outsiders,
Rod Modell,
Pylon,
Bootsy Collins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Motions,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Moleskins,
Idris Muhammad,
The Golliwogs,
Slick Rick,
Charles Mingus,
Pierre Henry,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soul Sonic Force,
Grandmaster Flash,
U.S. Maple,
Yusef Lateef,
X-101,
Tres Demented,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.