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 Bahamas and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare 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 T. Rex to the funk 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
ABC,
Marmalade,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ludus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Monochrome Set,
Zero Boys,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Drexciya,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Toni Rubio,
Darondo,
10cc,
Hasil Adkins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Delta 5,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Monks,
Bobby Byrd,
Grauzone,
Panda Bear,
Patti Smith,
Q65,
Deadbeat,
Scratch Acid,
Unrelated Segments,
The Angels of Light,
The Trojans,
Animal Collective,
Bob Dylan,
Alton Ellis,
Black Flag,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Swans,
Bootsy Collins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gregory Isaacs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nick Fraelich,
The Fortunes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sound Behaviour,
The Wake,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Slave,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gil Scott Heron,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sonic Youth,
Peter & Gordon,
Moss Icon,
Iggy Pop,
Moby Grape,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Television Personalities,
Skaos,
Absolute Body Control,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White 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.