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 Nigeria and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the dance 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Avey Tare,
Hasil Adkins,
Qualms,
Erasure,
The Shadows of Knight,
The New Christs,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lindisfarne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Cymande,
Aswad,
Scott Walker,
Nas,
Warsaw,
Curtis Mayfield,
The American Breed,
D'Angelo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Roger Hodgson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
ABBA,
Darondo,
Ronnie Foster,
L. Decosne,
Banda Bassotti,
Angry Samoans,
Grey Daturas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Association,
Pulsallama,
Joy Division,
8 Eyed Spy,
Guru Guru,
Harmonia,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Byrd,
The Gap Band,
The Pretty Things,
June Days,
Crispy Ambulance,
Au Pairs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dave Gahan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Toni Rubio,
MDC,
Whodini,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ossler,
Fela Kuti,
Sister Nancy,
Jawbox,
Inner City,
Bronski Beat,
The Modern Lovers,
Brick,
Davy DMX,
Gang Starr,
Neil Young,
Bob Dylan,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.