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 Malaysia and from Mexico City.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Mighty Diamonds to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Matthew Bourne,
Eli Mardock,
Soulsonic Force,
FM Einheit,
Lakeside,
Derrick May,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
David Axelrod,
Schoolly D,
June of 44,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marmalade,
Sam Rivers,
Desert Stars,
Kevin Saunderson,
Accadde A,
Siglo XX,
Marcia Griffiths,
The New Christs,
The Fuzztones,
Livin' Joy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hot Snakes,
48th St. Collective,
The Victims,
Hasil Adkins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Monks,
The Searchers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Television Personalities,
Nick Fraelich,
Roxette,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pagans,
Qualms,
Pole,
Drexciya,
Judy Mowatt,
Nirvana,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Zeros,
Terry Callier,
Kerri Chandler,
The American Breed,
Deadbeat,
Dave Gahan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter and Kerry,
the Fania All-Stars,
Clear Light,
Pylon,
The Cramps,
Minor Threat,
Marvin Gaye,
Pierre Henry,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fall,
Nik Kershaw,
The Cowsills,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.