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 Ivory Coast and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Don Cherry to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Au Pairs,
The Associates,
Alice Coltrane,
This Heat,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Monks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Terry,
The Angels of Light,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Country Teasers,
DJ Sneak,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quando Quango,
Radiohead,
Gang Green,
Buzzcocks,
Lalann,
Pantaleimon,
The Sonics,
Drexciya,
Brass Construction,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Youth Brigade,
Matthew Halsall,
Rekid,
Little Man,
Eurythmics,
Yusef Lateef,
Jacques Brel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ronan,
Eddi Front,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Velvet Underground,
Excepter,
The Misunderstood,
Thompson Twins,
Fear,
Vainqueur,
The Fall,
Susan Cadogan,
Alison Limerick,
The Birthday Party,
The Alarm Clocks,
Stiv Bators,
Black Bananas,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jerry's Kids,
David McCallum,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pole,
Loose Ends,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.