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 Cambodia and from Glasgow.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Dead C to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
John Coltrane,
Eric B and Rakim,
Liliput,
Cameo,
Basic Channel,
Joe Finger,
H. Thieme,
Chris & Cosey,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roxette,
Isaac Hayes,
Barry Ungar,
JFA,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
L. Decosne,
Adolescents,
Rotary Connection,
Radiopuhelimet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Residents,
Icehouse,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Maurizio,
The Happenings,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cluster,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kurtis Blow,
Index,
Bush Tetras,
Masters at Work,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Stiv Bators,
Siglo XX,
Johnny Clarke,
Ultravox,
Brass Construction,
The Mighty Diamonds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeff Mills,
Eden Ahbez,
Ponytail,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Cramps,
Hardrive,
Howard Jones,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bob Dylan,
Desert Stars,
Nirvana,
Bill Wells,
Sarah Menescal,
Animal Collective,
Donny Hathaway,
Swans,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.