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 Tonga and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ 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 Severed Heads to the electroclash 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
FM Einheit,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Germs,
Robert Hood,
The Velvet Underground,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Angels of Light,
E-Dancer,
Leonard Cohen,
David Axelrod,
Chrome,
The Martian,
The Leaves,
Lyres,
Joey Negro,
John Cale,
the Swans,
Rekid,
Soft Cell,
The Sound,
kango's stein massive,
EPMD,
Tom Boy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Warren Ellis,
48th St. Collective,
The Star Department,
Roxy Music,
Oneida,
Minor Threat,
Metal Thangz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gang Green,
OOIOO,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gichy Dan,
Outsiders,
Tres Demented,
Slick Rick,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hot Snakes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Symarip,
Reagan Youth,
Liliput,
Gregory Isaacs,
Shoche,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Görl,
Slave,
Accadde A,
Joy Division,
DJ Sneak,
Groovy Waters,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.