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 Tanzania and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb 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 Tom Boy to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Barbara Tucker,
Flipper,
The Real Kids,
Alison Limerick,
Sam Rivers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crash Course in Science,
Mary Jane Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nik Kershaw,
Khruangbin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rapeman,
Junior Murvin,
Throbbing Gristle,
Michelle Simonal,
Joey Negro,
cv313,
Pere Ubu,
The Fall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Motions,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Newcleus,
Sonic Youth,
Sound Behaviour,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sugar Minott,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Swans,
Carl Craig,
Delta 5,
PIL,
Morten Harket,
Black Pus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joy Division,
The Alarm Clocks,
Young Marble Giants,
Hardrive,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Henry Cow,
Sight & Sound,
Little Man,
The Move,
Tears for Fears,
Pussy Galore,
Au Pairs,
Masters at Work,
Bill Wells,
Marine Girls,
The Black Dice,
Motorama,
Andrew Hill,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kurtis Blow,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.