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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Mumbai.
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 Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Godley & Creme to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Derrick May,
Accadde A,
The Moleskins,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fluxion,
Pole,
Alphaville,
Black Bananas,
The Modern Lovers,
Lucky Dragons,
Lee Hazlewood,
Minutemen,
The Invisible,
Niagra,
Faust,
Ohio Players,
Banda Bassotti,
Stereo Dub,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Michelle Simonal,
Ludus,
Q65,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minny Pops,
Donny Hathaway,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jeff Lynne,
Scion,
Sun City Girls,
The Searchers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ornette Coleman,
Faraquet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Trojans,
Donald Byrd,
Sight & Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
Rotary Connection,
Vainqueur,
Bush Tetras,
a-ha,
Pantaleimon,
Black Flag,
Matthew Halsall,
China Crisis,
Jawbox,
Cluster,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Wally Richardson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Pus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kenny Larkin,
X-101,
Chris Corsano,
Guru Guru,
Robert Görl,
Slick Rick,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.