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 Ethiopia and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Calgary.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Masters at Work to the rap 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
ABC,
the Germs,
Brass Construction,
Alison Limerick,
Khruangbin,
The Toasters,
Panda Bear,
Motorama,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scion,
Television,
Excepter,
Quantec,
Grandmaster Flash,
Echospace,
Joey Negro,
Los Fastidios,
The Motions,
Joe Finger,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Last Poets,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Human League,
The New Christs,
Hasil Adkins,
Mo-Dettes,
Rakim,
Porter Ricks,
The Durutti Column,
The Electric Prunes,
The Red Krayola,
Robert Wyatt,
Black Pus,
Althea and Donna,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
10cc,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bobby Byrd,
The Moody Blues,
Silicon Teens,
Altered Images,
The Knickerbockers,
Organ,
Man Parrish,
Judy Mowatt,
Urselle,
Tom Boy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sonic Youth,
Pole,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dorothy Ashby,
Max Romeo,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.