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 Kyrgyzstan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
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 The Associates to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Das Ding,
Fad Gadget,
Cameo,
The Cramps,
The Selecter,
Funkadelic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
This Heat,
Average White Band,
Soft Machine,
Circle Jerks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Audionom,
Spandau Ballet,
Interpol,
Au Pairs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Invisible,
Sonic Youth,
Adolescents,
EPMD,
Barclay James Harvest,
Talk Talk,
Anthony Braxton,
The Names,
Camouflage,
the Fania All-Stars,
Stereo Dub,
Ossler,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Stetsasonic,
Connie Case,
Surgeon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Radiohead,
Flipper,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
F. McDonald,
Terry Callier,
Second Layer,
Blake Baxter,
The Residents,
The Misunderstood,
Erykah Badu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Model 500,
Pole,
Sight & Sound,
John Coltrane,
Wasted Youth,
Chrome,
Pierre Henry,
John Foxx,
Neil Young,
China Crisis,
Hashim,
Eve St. Jones,
B.T. Express,
Lower 48,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.