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 Chile and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Simply Red to the rock 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Main Source,
Symarip,
AZ,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Cure,
Sam Rivers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Slackers,
Mark Hollis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Zeros,
Eurythmics,
Quando Quango,
Zero Boys,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Trojans,
Silicon Teens,
Pagans,
Bang On A Can,
Brothers Johnson,
Peter and Kerry,
Tommy Roe,
Joey Negro,
Ornette Coleman,
Sällskapet,
Grandmaster Flash,
Albert Ayler,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Flipper,
Organ,
The Blues Magoos,
The Smoke,
Dave Gahan,
Scott Walker,
The Wake,
The Young Rascals,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lebanon Hanover,
Livin' Joy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deakin,
The Modern Lovers,
Icehouse,
Schoolly D,
Roger Hodgson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Graham Central Station,
The Names,
Reuben Wilson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Average White Band,
Soft Machine,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Dead C,
World's Most,
The Music Machine,
Parry Music,
Inner City,
Absolute Body Control,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.