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 Oman and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 the Human League to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Negative Approach,
Second Layer,
Ultimate Spinach,
Amon Düül II,
Kurtis Blow,
Royal Trux,
Eve St. Jones,
F. McDonald,
Los Fastidios,
Jeff Mills,
Stiv Bators,
Sarah Menescal,
These Immortal Souls,
Gang Gang Dance,
Stetsasonic,
Massinfluence,
Can,
Panda Bear,
the Sonics,
Gerry Rafferty,
OOIOO,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lightning Bolt,
The Birthday Party,
In Retrospect,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kerrie Biddell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Monolake,
The Vogues,
Stockholm Monsters,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Zeros,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Country Joe & The Fish,
China Crisis,
Johnny Clarke,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cramps,
Circle Jerks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Radio Birdman,
Duran Duran,
Scion,
Soul II Soul,
The Sonics,
The Selecter,
Carl Craig,
Blake Baxter,
This Heat,
The Young Rascals,
Deepchord,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pantytec,
Barry Ungar,
Joe Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Bar-Kays,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.