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 Swaziland and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
Electric Light Orchestra,
ABC,
Ohio Players,
Jacob Miller,
The Saints,
The Dead C,
La Düsseldorf,
the Association,
Cybotron,
Stereo Dub,
Flash Fearless,
Wolf Eyes,
Nation of Ulysses,
cv313,
Flipper,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Velvet Underground,
the Slits,
The Names,
Peter & Gordon,
Ronnie Foster,
Dawn Penn,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Victims,
Television Personalities,
The Mummies,
Nas,
Juan Atkins,
Ituana,
MDC,
The New Christs,
Pantytec,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jeff Lynne,
Oblivians,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Henry Cow,
These Immortal Souls,
The Stooges,
Joey Negro,
JFA,
The Skatalites,
Talk Talk,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lou Christie,
Porter Ricks,
Anakelly,
Moebius,
Franke,
Iggy Pop,
Junior Murvin,
Japan,
Leonard Cohen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
MC5,
Bang On A Can,
The J.B.'s,
Colin Newman,
The Knickerbockers,
Lower 48,
The Grass Roots,
New Age Steppers,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.