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 Laos and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The New Christs to the dance 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
The Tremeloes,
Grauzone,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kas Product,
Technova,
Quando Quango,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marine Girls,
Crooked Eye,
Mo-Dettes,
Sun Ra,
Pagans,
Juan Atkins,
Iggy Pop,
Fugazi,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Saccharine Trust,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Amazonics,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Young Rascals,
The Cure,
Fat Boys,
Boredoms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Faust,
Cameo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Star Department,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Seeds,
Minny Pops,
Chris & Cosey,
Whodini,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lou Christie,
Thompson Twins,
Toni Rubio,
Circle Jerks,
Organ,
Scrapy,
Avey Tare,
Ossler,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fear,
Smog,
MDC,
D'Angelo,
Michelle Simonal,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dead Boys,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ludus,
Tres Demented,
Franke,
Nick Fraelich,
The Sonics,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Sonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.