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 Jordan and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Black Moon to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Underground Resistance,
Tommy Roe,
the Germs,
The Raincoats,
Amon Düül II,
Duran Duran,
The Real Kids,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bauhaus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Maurizio,
The Gun Club,
Buzzcocks,
A Certain Ratio,
Goldenarms,
ABBA,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Television,
Gang of Four,
Funky Four + One,
Quadrant,
Electric Prunes,
These Immortal Souls,
New York Dolls,
The Techniques,
Faraquet,
Cameo,
48th St. Collective,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Stooges,
Glenn Branca,
Basic Channel,
The Invisible,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alice Coltrane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ponytail,
Gang Green,
Leonard Cohen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott Heron,
China Crisis,
Lucky Dragons,
the Fania All-Stars,
Monks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tears for Fears,
Mr. Review,
Nils Olav,
The Detroit Cobras,
X-101,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Index,
Chris & Cosey,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Harmonia,
a-ha,
Carl Craig,
The Star Department,
T. Rex,
The J.B.'s,
Sugar Minott,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.