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 Cyprus and from Accra.
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 Mexico City and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 DNA to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
The Doors,
Scion,
The Monochrome Set,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lyres,
Rekid,
Q and Not U,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Electric Prunes,
New Age Steppers,
The Tremeloes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Harpers Bizarre,
Chrome,
Alphaville,
Idris Muhammad,
Tears for Fears,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Monks,
Metal Thangz,
Stiv Bators,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Country Joe & The Fish,
LL Cool J,
R.M.O.,
The Saints,
Sandy B,
Outsiders,
Rufus Thomas,
L. Decosne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thompson Twins,
Boogie Down Productions,
Trumans Water,
Funky Four + One,
Joensuu 1685,
China Crisis,
Fugazi,
Mantronix,
Flash Fearless,
Sugar Minott,
Jeff Mills,
Albert Ayler,
Nico,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The J.B.'s,
Young Marble Giants,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aswad,
Kayak,
MC5,
Lou Reed,
Lindisfarne,
The Litter,
Wally Richardson,
The Blackbyrds,
Bang On A Can,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.