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 Ivory Coast and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mexico City.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe 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 Dennis Brown to the dance 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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Visage,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Fuzztones,
Brass Construction,
Flash Fearless,
Scion,
The Count Five,
Youth Brigade,
Neil Young,
Bluetip,
Iggy Pop,
The Walker Brothers,
Bobby Sherman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pylon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Barrington Levy,
Marvin Gaye,
F. McDonald,
Arab on Radar,
Cecil Taylor,
Erasure,
June of 44,
The Flesh Eaters,
Marine Girls,
Model 500,
Pole,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sam Rivers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Angry Samoans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Faust,
Derrick May,
Blancmange,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Electric Prunes,
Camberwell Now,
Ice-T,
Pere Ubu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Los Fastidios,
John Cale,
Lakeside,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hot Snakes,
Gang of Four,
Quando Quango,
Scan 7,
Intrusion,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Saccharine Trust,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Negative Approach,
MC5,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eric Dolphy,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.