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 Uganda and from Milan.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro 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 DNA to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
World's Most,
Leonard Cohen,
The Dead C,
Arcadia,
Joe Finger,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Lydon,
KRS-One,
Porter Ricks,
Wally Richardson,
Kas Product,
Marcia Griffiths,
Metal Thangz,
Quantec,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Icehouse,
Sandy B,
L. Decosne,
Circle Jerks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Association,
Supertramp,
48th St. Collective,
Television Personalities,
Minutemen,
The United States of America,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Mighty Diamonds,
FM Einheit,
The Offenders,
Kerri Chandler,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Masters at Work,
Public Enemy,
The Residents,
Albert Ayler,
Sound Behaviour,
Morten Harket,
Jeff Lynne,
Rhythm & Sound,
Easy Going,
DNA,
Stereo Dub,
Suicide,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Sheep,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gabor Szabo,
Letta Mbulu,
Au Pairs,
Pantytec,
UT,
The Mummies,
Aswad,
Marine Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Guru Guru,
Soulsonic Force,
10cc,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.