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 Mexico and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Shuggie Otis to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chris Corsano,
Ohio Players,
The Motions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hasil Adkins,
Crooked Eye,
The Associates,
the Swans,
Eurythmics,
Wasted Youth,
Zero Boys,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Reuben Wilson,
The Sound,
Monks,
Tres Demented,
Urselle,
Man Parrish,
Warsaw,
Royal Trux,
Sam Rivers,
Marc Almond,
Silicon Teens,
cv313,
Gang Gang Dance,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rapeman,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Don Cherry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Moss Icon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
World's Most,
The Evens,
Quadrant,
Warren Ellis,
Sex Pistols,
Scott Walker,
The Red Krayola,
Iggy Pop,
Fad Gadget,
Lou Christie,
Faraquet,
The Young Rascals,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
LL Cool J,
John Cale,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joe Finger,
The Flesh Eaters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Spoonie Gee,
Soul II Soul,
the Normal,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Modern Lovers,
Scratch Acid,
Blossom Toes,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.