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 Monaco and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the dance 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Stiv Bators,
The Angels of Light,
The New Christs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Victims,
Connie Case,
Average White Band,
The Star Department,
Sun City Girls,
Aswad,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
MC5,
The Young Rascals,
June Days,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sam Rivers,
Bauhaus,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
B.T. Express,
The Alarm Clocks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Fire Engines,
Sonic Youth,
Faraquet,
Donald Byrd,
Severed Heads,
cv313,
Malaria!,
The Detroit Cobras,
Wasted Youth,
Lalo Schifrin,
Michelle Simonal,
Bootsy Collins,
The Smoke,
Bill Wells,
La Düsseldorf,
KRS-One,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Todd Terry,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lungfish,
Max Romeo,
Eric Dolphy,
The Selecter,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Robert Hood,
Godley & Creme,
Kurtis Blow,
48th St. Collective,
T. Rex,
Warsaw,
Vladislav Delay,
Yaz,
John Foxx,
June of 44,
Organ,
Thompson Twins,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.