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 Brunei and from Madrid.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Darondo to the disco 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Dawn Penn,
Yusef Lateef,
Groovy Waters,
Fad Gadget,
The Vogues,
Carl Craig,
Marc Almond,
Junior Murvin,
Harry Pussy,
Supertramp,
Wally Richardson,
Ronnie Foster,
Terrestrial Tones,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Patti Smith,
Main Source,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Von Mondo,
the Sonics,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lalann,
Oblivians,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lyres,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Swans,
The Happenings,
Animal Collective,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sam Rivers,
Joyce Sims,
Arcadia,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Newcleus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Make Up,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cymande,
The Move,
Maurizio,
Rosa Yemen,
Joe Smooth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Beau Brummels,
Masters at Work,
Jacob Miller,
Visage,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dennis Brown,
The Neon Judgement,
The Mummies,
New Order,
D'Angelo,
Sun City Girls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Babytalk,
Quando Quango,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Names,
Iggy Pop,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.