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 Jordan 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba 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 Rapeman to the crunk 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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Barclay James Harvest,
Essential Logic,
Soft Machine,
Cybotron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mojo Men,
The Fall,
June Days,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Matthew Halsall,
Bootsy Collins,
Motorama,
Yaz,
DJ Sneak,
Godley & Creme,
The Index,
Peter and Kerry,
Black Flag,
Interpol,
Bad Manners,
Todd Terry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Fugs,
Prince Buster,
LL Cool J,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
A Certain Ratio,
The Human League,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joe Smooth,
The Raincoats,
Sex Pistols,
Marc Almond,
Erykah Badu,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mantronix,
Monks,
Yellowson,
China Crisis,
The Invisible,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Average White Band,
Nik Kershaw,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Trojans,
The United States of America,
The Victims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
D'Angelo,
Pantaleimon,
Lungfish,
Fear,
Brick,
Make Up,
Joensuu 1685,
The Blues Magoos,
The Misunderstood,
Smog,
Liliput,
Camberwell Now,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jerry's Kids,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.