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 Denmark and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lagos.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Evens to the disco 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Rekid,
Underground Resistance,
The Victims,
Subhumans,
Alton Ellis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brick,
The Gun Club,
John Lydon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Supertramp,
Delta 5,
The Young Rascals,
Jerry's Kids,
Ponytail,
Pagans,
The Angels of Light,
Susan Cadogan,
Spoonie Gee,
The Wake,
Ossler,
Man Parrish,
Scott Walker,
Massinfluence,
Ice-T,
The Electric Prunes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Black Pus,
Little Man,
The Barracudas,
10cc,
L. Decosne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mars,
Stereo Dub,
Visage,
Nico,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Human League,
Kas Product,
Darondo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Danielle Patucci,
Basic Channel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Michelle Simonal,
Qualms,
The Mojo Men,
Pylon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Soft Cell,
Johnny Clarke,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sight & Sound,
Excepter,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mo-Dettes,
The Fuzztones,
The United States of America,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.