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 Nigeria and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 Drive Like Jehu to the punk 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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Max Romeo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Martian,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Raincoats,
Cecil Taylor,
Piero Umiliani,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sällskapet,
Tim Buckley,
The Wake,
The Knickerbockers,
The Cowsills,
New Order,
Alison Limerick,
the Bar-Kays,
The Remains,
Cheater Slicks,
Black Pus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Anakelly,
Jerry's Kids,
Unrelated Segments,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
June of 44,
Scan 7,
Neu!,
Rhythm & Sound,
John Coltrane,
The Blackbyrds,
Freddie Wadling,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wings,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dave Gahan,
The American Breed,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Danielle Patucci,
Joe Smooth,
the Human League,
Bluetip,
Ultra Naté,
Von Mondo,
The Techniques,
the Association,
Delta 5,
Whodini,
Joyce Sims,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Vogues,
Newcleus,
The Human League,
Rakim,
The Divine Comedy,
Y Pants,
World's Most,
the Germs,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.