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 Benin and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ponytail to the funk 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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
The Searchers,
Lightning Bolt,
The Cramps,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Television,
a-ha,
Minny Pops,
Supertramp,
Traffic Nightmare,
Steve Hackett,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Raincoats,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bill Wells,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tres Demented,
Scratch Acid,
Youth Brigade,
The Fire Engines,
Moby Grape,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sun Ra,
Camouflage,
Scrapy,
Marc Almond,
Bootsy Collins,
Barry Ungar,
Radiohead,
The Shadows of Knight,
John Lydon,
The Evens,
Q and Not U,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scientists,
Tommy Roe,
The Music Machine,
Wally Richardson,
The Toasters,
The Moleskins,
The Sound,
The J.B.'s,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Monochrome Set,
Banda Bassotti,
Frankie Knuckles,
Young Marble Giants,
Freddie Wadling,
ABBA,
JFA,
Black Pus,
The Seeds,
The Techniques,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fela Kuti,
Amazonics,
Rod Modell,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.