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 Peru and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum 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 The Raincoats to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mummies,
Metal Thangz,
B.T. Express,
Godley & Creme,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Music Machine,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eric Copeland,
Rhythm & Sound,
KRS-One,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Boredoms,
Bluetip,
Guru Guru,
Bush Tetras,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
A Certain Ratio,
Silicon Teens,
Mantronix,
Pole,
Rosa Yemen,
Cal Tjader,
Niagra,
Kevin Saunderson,
Public Enemy,
The American Breed,
Faust,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Negative Approach,
Scion,
In Retrospect,
David McCallum,
Malaria!,
UT,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Davy DMX,
X-102,
Nick Fraelich,
Danielle Patucci,
Gichy Dan,
Ronan,
John Lydon,
CMW,
Quantec,
Buzzcocks,
Warsaw,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tears for Fears,
Black Flag,
Anakelly,
Kenny Larkin,
Harry Pussy,
Sight & Sound,
The Saints,
Babytalk,
Bill Wells,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gil Scott Heron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Matthew Bourne,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.