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 Albania and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Guru Guru to the disco 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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fuzztones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Flash Fearless,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Cure,
Mary Jane Girls,
Severed Heads,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nick Fraelich,
X-101,
Harmonia,
Lalann,
The Birthday Party,
T. Rex,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minor Threat,
Yaz,
The Knickerbockers,
Ornette Coleman,
Make Up,
Dark Day,
Vainqueur,
Surgeon,
Chris & Cosey,
Eddi Front,
Nico,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Q and Not U,
Robert Görl,
Robert Hood,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jerry's Kids,
Donald Byrd,
Television Personalities,
Marvin Gaye,
Oblivians,
CMW,
Robert Wyatt,
Eurythmics,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultra Naté,
Radio Birdman,
Fat Boys,
Gang Green,
The Techniques,
The Remains,
Albert Ayler,
Tropical Tobacco,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fatback Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Stooges,
Siglo XX,
Amon Düül II,
Reagan Youth,
Slick Rick,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.