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 Venezuela and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Model 500 to the dance 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Quando Quango,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pussy Galore,
Infiniti,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pole,
Derrick Morgan,
Scrapy,
The Misunderstood,
Brass Construction,
Terry Callier,
Popol Vuh,
The Tremeloes,
June Days,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delon & Dalcan,
Roxette,
The Moleskins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Con Funk Shun,
Flipper,
DNA,
The Vogues,
Michelle Simonal,
John Holt,
Cameo,
Duran Duran,
Jeff Mills,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pagans,
Gang Gang Dance,
Johnny Osbourne,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Gories,
Susan Cadogan,
The Fall,
Pere Ubu,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Zapp,
Sällskapet,
John Lydon,
Radiohead,
Zero Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bang On A Can,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aloha Tigers,
The Modern Lovers,
Cymande,
Stereo Dub,
Sound Behaviour,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Johnny Clarke,
Robert Hood,
Babytalk,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.