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 Seychelles and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
The Motions,
Rosa Yemen,
The Stooges,
Rod Modell,
Mark Hollis,
Television Personalities,
UT,
The Red Krayola,
The Cure,
Dual Sessions,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Blues Magoos,
Josef K,
Marvin Gaye,
Laurel Aitken,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Names,
Siglo XX,
Los Fastidios,
The Toasters,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bobby Byrd,
Fad Gadget,
Yaz,
Theoretical Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Suicide,
Harmonia,
The Slits,
Das Ding,
John Holt,
Hasil Adkins,
Marmalade,
The Smiths,
Oneida,
Kerrie Biddell,
Reuben Wilson,
Agent Orange,
The Trojans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sonny Sharrock,
Banda Bassotti,
A Certain Ratio,
Smog,
Monolake,
Graham Central Station,
Jerry's Kids,
Model 500,
Sun City Girls,
The Velvet Underground,
Vainqueur,
the Normal,
Zapp,
Pantytec,
Donald Byrd,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Harry Pussy,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.