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 Japan and from Johannesburg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Organ to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Todd Terry,
Saccharine Trust,
The Walker Brothers,
Amazonics,
Radio Birdman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alton Ellis,
X-102,
Lyres,
MDC,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fugazi,
Chrome,
The Motions,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ludus,
Aloha Tigers,
Bush Tetras,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soft Machine,
Tom Boy,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Tremeloes,
D'Angelo,
The Sonics,
The Dead C,
Grey Daturas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Seeds,
The Kinks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Heaven 17,
Godley & Creme,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Prince Buster,
Youth Brigade,
Steve Hackett,
Lakeside,
Lebanon Hanover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Talk Talk,
The Neon Judgement,
Kayak,
The Offenders,
Pagans,
Pere Ubu,
Nils Olav,
Jesper Dahlback,
Silicon Teens,
10cc,
Davy DMX,
Shuggie Otis,
Kool Moe Dee,
Roxette,
The Dirtbombs,
Mission of Burma,
Joensuu 1685,
Cheater Slicks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.