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 Vanuatu and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Stockholm.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 the Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
James White and The Blacks,
Deepchord,
Funky Four + One,
Lyres,
Gang Green,
In Retrospect,
Average White Band,
Dawn Penn,
Soul II Soul,
The Star Department,
the Human League,
Roxette,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Parry Music,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wire,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brick,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
cv313,
Arab on Radar,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Erasure,
Slave,
China Crisis,
Fela Kuti,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grauzone,
The Names,
The Tremeloes,
Amon Düül II,
This Heat,
Visage,
Eli Mardock,
Bronski Beat,
Oneida,
John Cale,
Amazonics,
Hardrive,
Ronan,
June of 44,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scratch Acid,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pantaleimon,
Smog,
Connie Case,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Smiths,
Dual Sessions,
Interpol,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Model 500,
Donny Hathaway,
Boredoms,
New York Dolls,
PIL,
Dave Gahan,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.