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 Andorra and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar 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 Quadrant to the dance 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Porter Ricks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Max Romeo,
Liliput,
Mary Jane Girls,
Au Pairs,
Skaos,
UT,
the Slits,
Robert Wyatt,
Derrick May,
Amon Düül,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tomorrow,
Blossom Toes,
The Searchers,
EPMD,
The Dead C,
Isaac Hayes,
Radio Birdman,
Alice Coltrane,
Alison Limerick,
Dawn Penn,
Tubeway Army,
Fugazi,
ABBA,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hasil Adkins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Panda Bear,
The Walker Brothers,
Ronnie Foster,
Monolake,
Sun City Girls,
The Misunderstood,
Dave Gahan,
Technova,
Archie Shepp,
Absolute Body Control,
Smog,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Barrington Levy,
Gang Green,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mandrill,
The Music Machine,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rufus Thomas,
Sam Rivers,
Bill Near,
Rakim,
Yellowson,
Television,
the Human League,
In Retrospect,
Can,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.