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 Azerbaijan and from Bologna.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 organ 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cybotron,
the Sonics,
Scientists,
Babytalk,
The Buckinghams,
The Count Five,
Eve St. Jones,
Hoover,
Slave,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Don Cherry,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Aloha Tigers,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Red Krayola,
Adolescents,
Outsiders,
Davy DMX,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cymande,
The Mummies,
Archie Shepp,
Pylon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crash Course in Science,
MDC,
F. McDonald,
Moss Icon,
The Techniques,
Dark Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ponytail,
Simply Red,
Todd Rundgren,
The Monochrome Set,
Bad Manners,
Kas Product,
X-102,
Ludus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Anthony Braxton,
Porter Ricks,
Warsaw,
Kerrie Biddell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Chris & Cosey,
Henry Cow,
Pulsallama,
Loose Ends,
Magma,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Foxx,
Dave Gahan,
Sight & Sound,
Fela Kuti,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.