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 Nepal and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Scan 7 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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang On A Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
One Last Wish,
Kas Product,
Jeff Mills,
Scratch Acid,
Crash Course in Science,
Glambeats Corp.,
Heaven 17,
UT,
Quando Quango,
The Techniques,
Television,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Davy DMX,
Alison Limerick,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roger Hodgson,
Das Ding,
Kenny Larkin,
The United States of America,
Panda Bear,
Pierre Henry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Warren Ellis,
Fluxion,
China Crisis,
Marc Almond,
Hasil Adkins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pantaleimon,
Skaos,
Drexciya,
Mars,
Don Cherry,
The Pop Group,
Rekid,
Funkadelic,
Juan Atkins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Severed Heads,
Rod Modell,
Susan Cadogan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Harmonia,
The Names,
The Seeds,
Joe Finger,
Steve Hackett,
Massinfluence,
Isaac Hayes,
John Lydon,
Moss Icon,
Jacob Miller,
Nik Kershaw,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric Dolphy,
Porter Ricks,
Chris Corsano,
Bill Wells,
Erasure,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.