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 Afghanistan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lebanon Hanover to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
The Litter,
Unrelated Segments,
Todd Rundgren,
Public Image Ltd.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Index,
Frankie Knuckles,
Absolute Body Control,
Heaven 17,
B.T. Express,
These Immortal Souls,
Siglo XX,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lightning Bolt,
cv313,
The Fuzztones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Normal,
Eric Copeland,
Sällskapet,
Danielle Patucci,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Stooges,
Brick,
MDC,
The Invisible,
Section 25,
Parry Music,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Monks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sarah Menescal,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hot Snakes,
A Certain Ratio,
Circle Jerks,
Sister Nancy,
ABC,
JFA,
Vladislav Delay,
Nico,
Byron Stingily,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Josef K,
Pussy Galore,
Jandek,
The Fall,
Anakelly,
Ludus,
Moebius,
Man Parrish,
The Beau Brummels,
Howard Jones,
Rod Modell,
The Fugs,
Q and Not U,
Dark Day,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.