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 Slovenia and from Lyon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog to the electroclash 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Los Fastidios,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ice-T,
Trumans Water,
Agitation Free,
Terrestrial Tones,
Howard Jones,
Michelle Simonal,
MC5,
Mr. Review,
Thompson Twins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
U.S. Maple,
Danielle Patucci,
Janne Schatter,
B.T. Express,
Alison Limerick,
The Doobie Brothers,
Hot Snakes,
The Pop Group,
Marcia Griffiths,
Television Personalities,
Smog,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The American Breed,
Panda Bear,
Pole,
Depeche Mode,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fortunes,
Piero Umiliani,
The Stooges,
Cheater Slicks,
Jeff Lynne,
Model 500,
FM Einheit,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minny Pops,
Radio Birdman,
the Bar-Kays,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Darondo,
H. Thieme,
Deepchord,
Bluetip,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Popol Vuh,
Lightning Bolt,
Amon Düül,
The Golliwogs,
Icehouse,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Cramps,
Barclay James Harvest,
Qualms,
Schoolly D,
Arthur Verocai,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Blackbyrds,
Liliput,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.