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 Sierra Leone and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar 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 Gichy Dan to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cheater Slicks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
cv313,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Organ,
Steve Hackett,
Drive Like Jehu,
Schoolly D,
CMW,
Electric Prunes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ken Boothe,
Public Enemy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Trojans,
Chris Corsano,
Ronan,
The Victims,
Radiohead,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Doors,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Searchers,
T. Rex,
Fat Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roger Hodgson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Television Personalities,
Jacob Miller,
Con Funk Shun,
Freddie Wadling,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Loose Ends,
Crime,
Terry Callier,
Wasted Youth,
Spoonie Gee,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
FM Einheit,
David Bowie,
Robert Wyatt,
Jawbox,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Tremeloes,
Oblivians,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Audionom,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Qualms,
Bobby Sherman,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Misunderstood,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Echospace,
Sound Behaviour,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.