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 Netherlands and from Tokyo.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Robert Palmer 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Rotary Connection,
Dorothy Ashby,
Goldenarms,
Jeff Mills,
Liliput,
Boz Scaggs,
Porter Ricks,
Young Marble Giants,
UT,
Matthew Halsall,
Eden Ahbez,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Dave Gahan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Infiniti,
Yazoo,
The Velvet Underground,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Stetsasonic,
Archie Shepp,
kango's stein massive,
Nirvana,
The Fire Engines,
Robert Wyatt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Josef K,
OOIOO,
Gang Green,
Danielle Patucci,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Human League,
Section 25,
Black Moon,
Kerri Chandler,
Wolf Eyes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quadrant,
The Sonics,
Scratch Acid,
K-Klass,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Letta Mbulu,
Kas Product,
Bootsy Collins,
Deadbeat,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cheater Slicks,
Loose Ends,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Charles Mingus,
Michelle Simonal,
Skaos,
Scan 7,
The Victims,
Hoover,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun City Girls,
Henry Cow,
Chris & Cosey,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.