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 Cambodia and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
The Slits,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cluster,
Dawn Penn,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Patti Smith,
Newcleus,
The Invisible,
Pussy Galore,
Buzzcocks,
Agitation Free,
Stiv Bators,
Make Up,
OOIOO,
Graham Central Station,
The Fall,
Camberwell Now,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Guru Guru,
Lyres,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Trojans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Michelle Simonal,
The Smiths,
Terrestrial Tones,
Das Ding,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Star Department,
Sparks,
Underground Resistance,
Kerrie Biddell,
Monolake,
Fela Kuti,
Isaac Hayes,
Wings,
Siglo XX,
Delta 5,
Massinfluence,
Dual Sessions,
Wally Richardson,
Matthew Halsall,
New Age Steppers,
This Heat,
Joey Negro,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Golliwogs,
Rapeman,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Reuben Wilson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Liliput,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Sherman,
Deepchord,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.