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 Finland and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron 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 Wire to the rap 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Ice-T,
a-ha,
Ten City,
The Seeds,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Suicide,
Oneida,
Minor Threat,
Lower 48,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Blancmange,
The Divine Comedy,
Clear Light,
Funky Four + One,
Scan 7,
Sound Behaviour,
John Lydon,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scion,
Pussy Galore,
Con Funk Shun,
Throbbing Gristle,
Panda Bear,
the Swans,
Monks,
Deakin,
Flamin' Groovies,
Infiniti,
Angry Samoans,
Letta Mbulu,
MDC,
Matthew Halsall,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Alison Limerick,
New Age Steppers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sun City Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pagans,
Lakeside,
Minutemen,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Mummies,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
AZ,
Fluxion,
Marine Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Motorama,
Danielle Patucci,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Soft Cell,
Magma,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cramps,
Roger Hodgson,
Dave Gahan,
Peter & Gordon,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.