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 Thailand and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 sitar 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 Yellowson 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Kurtis Blow,
Royal Trux,
DNA,
Tom Boy,
Alice Coltrane,
Arab on Radar,
Pussy Galore,
Section 25,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Girls At Our Best!,
The United States of America,
Marshall Jefferson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Golliwogs,
Jacques Brel,
John Coltrane,
Eden Ahbez,
Piero Umiliani,
Black Flag,
Bootsy Collins,
Soft Cell,
The Doobie Brothers,
Saccharine Trust,
Fugazi,
K-Klass,
Jandek,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rapeman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Matthew Halsall,
Siglo XX,
Bobby Byrd,
Nils Olav,
Model 500,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Shadows of Knight,
Schoolly D,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Main Source,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sight & Sound,
The Motions,
The Litter,
Hoover,
Cameo,
Metal Thangz,
E-Dancer,
Nik Kershaw,
Suicide,
Rotary Connection,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tomorrow,
Janne Schatter,
Los Fastidios,
Television Personalities,
Mission of Burma,
Freddie Wadling,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minny Pops,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.