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 Ghana and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Gil Scott Heron to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Grass Roots,
Arcadia,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Agitation Free,
Guru Guru,
Byron Stingily,
Hot Snakes,
Tomorrow,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Techniques,
Godley & Creme,
Nation of Ulysses,
Slave,
Tim Buckley,
Half Japanese,
cv313,
Pantytec,
Juan Atkins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Throbbing Gristle,
Roger Hodgson,
Robert Wyatt,
Schoolly D,
Nas,
Trumans Water,
Barry Ungar,
KRS-One,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Young Rascals,
Pantaleimon,
The Fall,
Susan Cadogan,
Bad Manners,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eli Mardock,
Andrew Hill,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Flamin' Groovies,
Liliput,
The Dead C,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fortunes,
Lou Reed,
The Saints,
Darondo,
Eve St. Jones,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bootsy Collins,
Rufus Thomas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pere Ubu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Erasure,
Public Enemy,
The Knickerbockers,
Terry Callier,
Brand Nubian,
Drive Like Jehu,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.