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 Indonesia and from Bremen.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron 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 The Fugs to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Funkadelic,
The Cramps,
Graham Central Station,
Joyce Sims,
the Normal,
Kas Product,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobby Sherman,
Bad Manners,
Half Japanese,
Pagans,
Aloha Tigers,
Intrusion,
Letta Mbulu,
Tubeway Army,
Sixth Finger,
Funky Four + One,
Camouflage,
Accadde A,
Tim Buckley,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fluxion,
Technova,
Lalann,
Rod Modell,
Deakin,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Toni Rubio,
Suicide,
Iggy Pop,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Howard Jones,
Marcia Griffiths,
Aaron Thompson,
Depeche Mode,
The Gories,
The American Breed,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rufus Thomas,
Althea and Donna,
The Names,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Young Rascals,
Lower 48,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Quadrant,
Pylon,
A Certain Ratio,
Robert Görl,
Roxette,
Throbbing Gristle,
Quantec,
Ronan,
Tom Boy,
the Germs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.