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 Slovenia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Seoul.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
The Divine Comedy,
Fat Boys,
Maurizio,
Vainqueur,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Television,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eddi Front,
Marvin Gaye,
Soulsonic Force,
Letta Mbulu,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gun Club,
Joensuu 1685,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Motions,
Mary Jane Girls,
Cluster,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eden Ahbez,
In Retrospect,
This Heat,
Amon Düül II,
Todd Terry,
The New Christs,
Pole,
Morten Harket,
Josef K,
Marmalade,
Roger Hodgson,
Kerri Chandler,
Essential Logic,
The Dead C,
Connie Case,
Godley & Creme,
Swans,
Althea and Donna,
X-101,
New York Dolls,
Masters at Work,
Inner City,
Ultra Naté,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Surgeon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Zeros,
Wally Richardson,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Invisible,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tom Boy,
Accadde A,
Laurel Aitken,
Joyce Sims,
Dead Boys,
Lakeside,
Alton Ellis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.