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 Georgia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 London and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum 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 Johnny Osbourne to the jazz 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
The Techniques,
Easy Going,
Eli Mardock,
Sam Rivers,
Radio Birdman,
Depeche Mode,
Derrick May,
James White and The Blacks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rakim,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sällskapet,
Zero Boys,
Organ,
the Human League,
Avey Tare,
Bush Tetras,
Whodini,
Ludus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
D'Angelo,
Soft Cell,
X-Ray Spex,
Faust,
Dave Gahan,
Panda Bear,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scrapy,
Circle Jerks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gichy Dan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Roxette,
Ponytail,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gories,
Pulsallama,
June Days,
The United States of America,
Moby Grape,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kenny Larkin,
Neu!,
Lakeside,
Thee Headcoats,
New Order,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DNA,
The Tremeloes,
Ken Boothe,
The Busters,
Scratch Acid,
The Durutti Column,
The Neon Judgement,
Warsaw,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.