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 Spain and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Eddi Front,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barclay James Harvest,
MC5,
The Fugs,
Vainqueur,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Cameo,
Alphaville,
Gichy Dan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deepchord,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Monks,
The Count Five,
Ludus,
Bang On A Can,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neil Young,
the Human League,
Sexual Harrassment,
Au Pairs,
Albert Ayler,
Cymande,
The Smoke,
Bob Dylan,
UT,
Tres Demented,
Rotary Connection,
Guru Guru,
Mark Hollis,
Girls At Our Best!,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
LL Cool J,
World's Most,
kango's stein massive,
Pussy Galore,
Essential Logic,
Moss Icon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Music Machine,
Von Mondo,
The Human League,
New York Dolls,
Danielle Patucci,
These Immortal Souls,
The Barracudas,
Man Parrish,
JFA,
Tubeway Army,
Bush Tetras,
Kenny Larkin,
Grey Daturas,
Infiniti,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.