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 Cameroon and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 June of 44 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Robert Görl,
Matthew Halsall,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rosa Yemen,
Pierre Henry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Andrew Hill,
Hashim,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Man Parrish,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mandrill,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Smog,
Yellowson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fat Boys,
Robert Wyatt,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bob Dylan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Symarip,
Black Sheep,
Marcia Griffiths,
Amon Düül,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Absolute Body Control,
Marc Almond,
Eurythmics,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
R.M.O.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Animal Collective,
Radiopuhelimet,
Throbbing Gristle,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
OOIOO,
Brothers Johnson,
Sam Rivers,
Audionom,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eve St. Jones,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cal Tjader,
The Vogues,
Bill Near,
Royal Trux,
Ken Boothe,
Minny Pops,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Scan 7,
Zero Boys,
A Certain Ratio,
The Invisible,
Kaleidoscope,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.