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 Iceland and from Calgary.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Graham Central Station to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
T.S.O.L.,
Gong,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Kinks,
Yusef Lateef,
Fela Kuti,
The Angels of Light,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lou Reed,
Das Ding,
Duran Duran,
Rakim,
The New Christs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Average White Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Metal Thangz,
Amon Düül,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Names,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Organ,
Second Layer,
Slick Rick,
Hoover,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sexual Harrassment,
June Days,
The Birthday Party,
Franke,
Sam Rivers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Fania All-Stars,
Moebius,
The Black Dice,
The Gladiators,
X-102,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tommy Roe,
Aloha Tigers,
The Slits,
Echospace,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eden Ahbez,
John Lydon,
The Monochrome Set,
Johnny Clarke,
Yaz,
Barbara Tucker,
The Grass Roots,
Freddie Wadling,
Newcleus,
Essential Logic,
The Litter,
Henry Cow,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Raincoats,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.