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 Marshall Islands and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe 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 Funky Four + One to the grime 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare 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 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
New Age Steppers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Model 500,
the Human League,
Sällskapet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gun Club,
Little Man,
The Buckinghams,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
EPMD,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
New York Dolls,
Joensuu 1685,
The Standells,
This Heat,
Sister Nancy,
Radio Birdman,
Lou Reed,
Ultravox,
Unrelated Segments,
Metal Thangz,
Pulsallama,
Steve Hackett,
cv313,
Byron Stingily,
Sex Pistols,
the Association,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Duran Duran,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jawbox,
Average White Band,
Skriet,
Freddie Wadling,
MC5,
The Five Americans,
Kayak,
The Selecter,
Easy Going,
Nick Fraelich,
Roy Ayers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Electric Prunes,
David Axelrod,
Siglo XX,
Arthur Verocai,
Icehouse,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Amon Düül,
The Modern Lovers,
Donny Hathaway,
The Neon Judgement,
Warren Ellis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.