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 Guyana and from Lille.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 arpeggiator 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 Fluxion to the disco 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Country Teasers,
Gang Green,
Groovy Waters,
Sam Rivers,
Monks,
Hoover,
Kenny Larkin,
Stiv Bators,
Gil Scott Heron,
Quando Quango,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eve St. Jones,
Brick,
Nils Olav,
Rufus Thomas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eric Dolphy,
the Soft Cell,
Fela Kuti,
Kaleidoscope,
Ossler,
Yazoo,
Tommy Roe,
The Doors,
Deepchord,
Skaos,
Cecil Taylor,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brothers Johnson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Names,
The Techniques,
Panda Bear,
Malaria!,
Skarface,
Suicide,
the Germs,
Sparks,
Darondo,
Barbara Tucker,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
PIL,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultra Naté,
Wasted Youth,
Roxy Music,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Certain Ratio,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soulsonic Force,
Danielle Patucci,
Wolf Eyes,
Junior Murvin,
The Fire Engines,
Hot Snakes,
Con Funk Shun,
Angry Samoans,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.