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 Yemen 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Hashim to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Seeds,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nico,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lindisfarne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ice-T,
Minny Pops,
Drexciya,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Essential Logic,
Donald Byrd,
Marc Almond,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Faust,
Yellowson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Aural Exciters,
Metal Thangz,
The Count Five,
The Saints,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Durutti Column,
Can,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Music Machine,
Todd Rundgren,
Man Eating Sloth,
Zero Boys,
Gichy Dan,
Ten City,
The Litter,
Visage,
Avey Tare,
James Chance & The Contortions,
a-ha,
Model 500,
Dead Boys,
Underground Resistance,
Tom Boy,
Erykah Badu,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wolf Eyes,
Alphaville,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nirvana,
The Happenings,
The Velvet Underground,
Swans,
Outsiders,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nils Olav,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Accadde A,
K-Klass,
Mantronix,
the Human League,
Roy Ayers,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.