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 Palau and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the punk 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cymande,
The Tremeloes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Skaos,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Young Marble Giants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rod Modell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mission of Burma,
Zero Boys,
Echospace,
Nick Fraelich,
Boredoms,
Rotary Connection,
Ohio Players,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Darondo,
Jawbox,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Roxy Music,
Swans,
Fat Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cybotron,
Don Cherry,
Scion,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tim Buckley,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Oblivians,
The Slits,
Sarah Menescal,
Pantytec,
Panda Bear,
Mary Jane Girls,
Zapp,
Rosa Yemen,
Eve St. Jones,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fall,
Au Pairs,
Severed Heads,
The Cramps,
Man Eating Sloth,
Prince Buster,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Youth Brigade,
The Raincoats,
The Five Americans,
Alison Limerick,
Cal Tjader,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Whodini,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.