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 Turkey and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Accra.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Shoche to the disco 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 The Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Accadde A,
cv313,
Country Teasers,
Eurythmics,
Japan,
The Grass Roots,
Agent Orange,
Aswad,
Roger Hodgson,
Rosa Yemen,
Anakelly,
Sexual Harrassment,
Essential Logic,
The Monks,
Loose Ends,
Colin Newman,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mission of Burma,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ralphi Rosario,
Henry Cow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Idris Muhammad,
Scott Walker,
Excepter,
The Standells,
Fluxion,
Marvin Gaye,
Section 25,
Darondo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Guru Guru,
Quando Quango,
The Gladiators,
The Smoke,
The Cramps,
The Smiths,
Avey Tare,
Amon Düül II,
The Blues Magoos,
Blancmange,
PIL,
Index,
Rites of Spring,
Los Fastidios,
Byron Stingily,
The Last Poets,
Barbara Tucker,
The Victims,
Todd Terry,
Moebius,
The Gap Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Max Romeo,
Reuben Wilson,
Popol Vuh,
David Axelrod,
Yaz,
Barry Ungar,
Quantec,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.