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 Korea North and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Skarface to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
Rod Modell,
Zapp,
Pere Ubu,
The Misunderstood,
The Gap Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pierre Henry,
Eve St. Jones,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Los Fastidios,
Outsiders,
Loose Ends,
The Count Five,
The Mummies,
Camouflage,
Gerry Rafferty,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Electric Prunes,
Dual Sessions,
The Dead C,
Radiopuhelimet,
The New Christs,
This Heat,
The Vogues,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eli Mardock,
Eric Dolphy,
Theoretical Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soulsonic Force,
Slick Rick,
The Beau Brummels,
The Human League,
The Leaves,
Intrusion,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Shoche,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sonic Youth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mo-Dettes,
Gabor Szabo,
Danielle Patucci,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter and Kerry,
Bad Manners,
the Sonics,
Eurythmics,
James White and The Blacks,
Stetsasonic,
Pylon,
Echospace,
Kool Moe Dee,
Reuben Wilson,
Mr. Review,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.