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 Portugal and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 a-ha to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
UT,
Angry Samoans,
D'Angelo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Colin Newman,
The Gun Club,
Toni Rubio,
Fad Gadget,
Marmalade,
Maleditus Sound,
Yellowson,
Peter & Gordon,
The Raincoats,
Dual Sessions,
La Düsseldorf,
Josef K,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fugazi,
The Sound,
The Modern Lovers,
Chris & Cosey,
Pharoah Sanders,
Deepchord,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ten City,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
PIL,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Aloha Tigers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sound Behaviour,
Section 25,
Howard Jones,
Bluetip,
Warren Ellis,
Joey Negro,
Rakim,
The Seeds,
Icehouse,
Sight & Sound,
Bobby Sherman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Albert Ayler,
Alice Coltrane,
10cc,
the Sonics,
Main Source,
Aswad,
Chris Corsano,
Chrome,
Underground Resistance,
The Offenders,
Wally Richardson,
Wolf Eyes,
Sugar Minott,
Loose Ends,
Ultra Naté,
Patti Smith,
The Dead C,
Echospace,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Second Layer,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.