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 Lesotho and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Public Enemy,
Alphaville,
Frankie Knuckles,
Neil Young,
Soft Cell,
Pantytec,
Schoolly D,
Jacob Miller,
Wally Richardson,
Franke,
Oneida,
Brand Nubian,
Crash Course in Science,
Janne Schatter,
Scan 7,
The Index,
The Angels of Light,
Johnny Clarke,
Radiohead,
Rotary Connection,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marmalade,
Sun City Girls,
Urselle,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Joe Smooth,
Pagans,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bush Tetras,
New York Dolls,
The Invisible,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sun Ra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Certain Ratio,
Joy Division,
Cal Tjader,
Zapp,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joe Finger,
Shuggie Otis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Electric Prunes,
FM Einheit,
Nick Fraelich,
The Fall,
One Last Wish,
These Immortal Souls,
The Smiths,
Gabor Szabo,
The Real Kids,
Tom Boy,
Lightning Bolt,
Dave Gahan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bluetip,
DJ Style,
Deakin,
X-102,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.