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 Maldives and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Urselle to the crunk 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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Alice Coltrane,
Marcia Griffiths,
June of 44,
Bang On A Can,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Maleditus Sound,
LL Cool J,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ronan,
Alton Ellis,
Funky Four + One,
Technova,
The Five Americans,
Trumans Water,
Brass Construction,
Tim Buckley,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Chris Corsano,
Fear,
Mission of Burma,
Reagan Youth,
The American Breed,
The Divine Comedy,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Toasters,
One Last Wish,
Kas Product,
Joy Division,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dave Gahan,
Index,
KRS-One,
Sällskapet,
Eden Ahbez,
These Immortal Souls,
The Music Machine,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pole,
The Golliwogs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Angry Samoans,
Babytalk,
Alphaville,
Gang Gang Dance,
Khruangbin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
L. Decosne,
Andrew Hill,
Freddie Wadling,
Quantec,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rakim,
Brand Nubian,
Ten City,
The J.B.'s,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Saints,
Bauhaus,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.