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 Vanuatu and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron 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 Joey Negro to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Tom Boy,
Hashim,
Silicon Teens,
The Angels of Light,
Easy Going,
Arcadia,
the Slits,
Von Mondo,
Black Bananas,
Marmalade,
Sixth Finger,
Supertramp,
The Pretty Things,
Duran Duran,
Suburban Knight,
OOIOO,
the Normal,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Derrick May,
La Düsseldorf,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roger Hodgson,
The Residents,
Scientists,
Juan Atkins,
Pole,
Archie Shepp,
The Techniques,
Kevin Saunderson,
10cc,
Visage,
The Litter,
Fluxion,
The Last Poets,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gichy Dan,
Brothers Johnson,
Yusef Lateef,
JFA,
The Skatalites,
New Order,
Symarip,
Agent Orange,
Freddie Wadling,
Sugar Minott,
Basic Channel,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gerry Rafferty,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Mummies,
Chrome,
Shoche,
ABBA,
Sonic Youth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Morten Harket,
The Human League,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
X-102,
Fela Kuti,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.