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 Finland and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet 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 KRS-One to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Michelle Simonal,
LL Cool J,
The Evens,
Lalann,
Joey Negro,
The Martian,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Roxette,
Theoretical Girls,
Agent Orange,
Ronnie Foster,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Can,
48th St. Collective,
Camberwell Now,
Jacques Brel,
Agitation Free,
Pet Shop Boys,
Don Cherry,
Rosa Yemen,
kango's stein massive,
Vladislav Delay,
Royal Trux,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Fall,
Bobby Byrd,
New Age Steppers,
Aural Exciters,
Josef K,
Fat Boys,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eli Mardock,
Flipper,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric B and Rakim,
Amon Düül II,
Leonard Cohen,
Jerry's Kids,
Alphaville,
The Toasters,
Easy Going,
Accadde A,
Cluster,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Public Image Ltd.,
Depeche Mode,
Marmalade,
The Velvet Underground,
The Techniques,
Amon Düül,
Patti Smith,
The Gun Club,
Dorothy Ashby,
Colin Newman,
China Crisis,
June Days,
Sister Nancy,
Aloha Tigers,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.