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 Malaysia and from Tehran.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the techno 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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hasil Adkins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Henry Cow,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Althea and Donna,
the Germs,
Motorama,
David Bowie,
Bob Dylan,
Blake Baxter,
KRS-One,
Crispian St. Peters,
Crime,
The Durutti Column,
The Young Rascals,
The Offenders,
The Blues Magoos,
Lalo Schifrin,
Don Cherry,
Sun Ra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Fania All-Stars,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Angels of Light,
Hot Snakes,
Lungfish,
Kayak,
Ronnie Foster,
Mission of Burma,
Connie Case,
The Cure,
The Black Dice,
Jeru the Damaja,
Freddie Wadling,
The Busters,
Delta 5,
Section 25,
The Electric Prunes,
Oneida,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
CMW,
Parry Music,
Newcleus,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Angry Samoans,
Chrome,
John Lydon,
Ituana,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gang of Four,
Tim Buckley,
John Cale,
Morten Harket,
Scrapy,
Pylon,
Lalann,
The Searchers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
MC5,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.