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 St Kitts & Nevis and from London.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Crime to the rock 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Jacques Brel,
The Flesh Eaters,
Joe Finger,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fluxion,
CMW,
The Slits,
Pagans,
Harpers Bizarre,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Young Rascals,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tubeway Army,
X-Ray Spex,
Cybotron,
The Raincoats,
Suburban Knight,
Johnny Clarke,
The Grass Roots,
Minor Threat,
The Fugs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Circle Jerks,
Chris & Cosey,
Toni Rubio,
Boredoms,
The Gap Band,
The Leaves,
Howard Jones,
Technova,
Oblivians,
Bobby Womack,
Alphaville,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Chris Corsano,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pulsallama,
Bronski Beat,
Laurel Aitken,
The Fire Engines,
John Coltrane,
Neil Young,
Roxette,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Davy DMX,
Moby Grape,
Das Ding,
OOIOO,
Rekid,
Guru Guru,
Jeff Mills,
Massinfluence,
The Barracudas,
Zero Boys,
Model 500,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.