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 Qatar and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum 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 Black Moon to the rock 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Sarah Menescal,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Happenings,
David Axelrod,
Icehouse,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Parry Music,
Vladislav Delay,
Carl Craig,
Todd Rundgren,
The Barracudas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hasil Adkins,
Scientists,
Jandek,
Man Parrish,
Black Sheep,
Nico,
Pole,
Oblivians,
AZ,
Camouflage,
Roxy Music,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Young Marble Giants,
The Gap Band,
John Holt,
The Associates,
Q65,
Johnny Clarke,
Gang of Four,
Supertramp,
The Blackbyrds,
Suburban Knight,
Smog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Section 25,
Minutemen,
Technova,
Severed Heads,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Zeros,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ponytail,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Alton Ellis,
The Gories,
DNA,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Kinks,
Ossler,
Whodini,
The Seeds,
the Swans,
Quando Quango,
K-Klass,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The New Christs,
Suicide,
Echospace,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.