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 Korea South and from Winnipeg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Khruangbin to the crunk 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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Peter and Kerry,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Max Romeo,
The United States of America,
Scan 7,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ponytail,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eurythmics,
Adolescents,
Country Teasers,
Eric Copeland,
The Victims,
Black Flag,
Quadrant,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rekid,
DJ Style,
The Smiths,
Average White Band,
Banda Bassotti,
AZ,
L. Decosne,
Unrelated Segments,
Susan Cadogan,
X-102,
Sight & Sound,
Yazoo,
Ituana,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Green,
Amon Düül II,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mr. Review,
These Immortal Souls,
Newcleus,
Eric B and Rakim,
F. McDonald,
The Durutti Column,
The Names,
Agitation Free,
Half Japanese,
Carl Craig,
Negative Approach,
Excepter,
The Monks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Techniques,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Pus,
Slave,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Moleskins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
EPMD,
Camberwell Now,
Main Source,
Basic Channel,
The Gap Band,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.