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 Uganda and from Madrid.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Deakin 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Japan,
Iggy Pop,
The Wake,
the Human League,
the Soft Cell,
Max Romeo,
The J.B.'s,
The Five Americans,
Lalann,
Ornette Coleman,
Spandau Ballet,
Nas,
Erykah Badu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camberwell Now,
ABBA,
Marc Almond,
Godley & Creme,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bush Tetras,
Niagra,
Nick Fraelich,
Wolf Eyes,
Inner City,
Warren Ellis,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Mojo Men,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Blues Magoos,
Henry Cow,
The Names,
Easy Going,
Kenny Larkin,
Pantytec,
Interpol,
Archie Shepp,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alice Coltrane,
Barry Ungar,
Pussy Galore,
Flash Fearless,
ABC,
Janne Schatter,
Ultra Naté,
Ten City,
L. Decosne,
Blossom Toes,
Scientists,
Amon Düül II,
Neu!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Minor Threat,
E-Dancer,
Lungfish,
Rapeman,
Eli Mardock,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.