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 Barbados and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Reagan Youth,
The Invisible,
Sixth Finger,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Christie,
Hasil Adkins,
Radiohead,
John Holt,
Rufus Thomas,
The Tremeloes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sight & Sound,
Nik Kershaw,
The Real Kids,
The Sound,
Kurtis Blow,
Pole,
Kayak,
Fear,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
June Days,
JFA,
Arcadia,
Aural Exciters,
Babytalk,
The Dead C,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Inner City,
UT,
Robert Hood,
New Order,
Sam Rivers,
the Slits,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Slick Rick,
Blancmange,
T.S.O.L.,
The Flesh Eaters,
Soft Cell,
Jandek,
Dual Sessions,
Gang of Four,
Fatback Band,
Minor Threat,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wire,
Cheater Slicks,
Agent Orange,
Chrome,
Pantytec,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Modern Lovers,
Davy DMX,
Bauhaus,
The Motions,
Sound Behaviour,
World's Most,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.