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 London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Johnny Clarke to the electroclash 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Ohio Players,
Au Pairs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Zapp,
Magma,
The Techniques,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mo-Dettes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scrapy,
LL Cool J,
Spoonie Gee,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Cramps,
a-ha,
Chrome,
Barclay James Harvest,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rod Modell,
Drexciya,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Walker Brothers,
Tres Demented,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dennis Brown,
Kas Product,
Albert Ayler,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rapeman,
The Selecter,
Iggy Pop,
Interpol,
The Busters,
One Last Wish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Zero Boys,
The Residents,
Danielle Patucci,
The Moleskins,
Alphaville,
Desert Stars,
Erasure,
Donald Byrd,
Amon Düül,
Index,
The American Breed,
Wally Richardson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nick Fraelich,
Crime,
Niagra,
Newcleus,
Bush Tetras,
The Five Americans,
Oblivians,
Barrington Levy,
Royal Trux,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.