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 Switzerland and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Public Image Ltd. to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
The Moody Blues,
Franke,
Ronnie Foster,
The Velvet Underground,
Donald Byrd,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dennis Brown,
Don Cherry,
Tubeway Army,
Duran Duran,
The Buckinghams,
Kurtis Blow,
Ituana,
Wolf Eyes,
Neu!,
The Evens,
Scan 7,
Public Enemy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Swans,
Malaria!,
Harpers Bizarre,
Con Funk Shun,
Quantec,
Swell Maps,
Sam Rivers,
Essential Logic,
The Smiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tim Buckley,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sonic Youth,
Saccharine Trust,
Simply Red,
Skaos,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gories,
Grey Daturas,
Reagan Youth,
Rotary Connection,
Dual Sessions,
Pagans,
New Age Steppers,
The Kinks,
Ten City,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Black Pus,
Gregory Isaacs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gastr Del Sol,
Juan Atkins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Names,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gang Starr,
Brass Construction,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.