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 China and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Television Personalities to the dance 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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Groovy Waters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Human League,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Connie Case,
These Immortal Souls,
The Wake,
The Zeros,
Blake Baxter,
Sun Ra,
Ossler,
Ornette Coleman,
Robert Görl,
Charles Mingus,
Aloha Tigers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Sonics,
The American Breed,
Carl Craig,
The Associates,
Sexual Harrassment,
Symarip,
June of 44,
H. Thieme,
The Saints,
The Birthday Party,
Avey Tare,
Cymande,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
China Crisis,
Tres Demented,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Index,
Bizarre Inc.,
Colin Newman,
New Order,
DJ Style,
Swans,
Brothers Johnson,
The Fire Engines,
New York Dolls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Chris & Cosey,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jimmy McGriff,
Massinfluence,
Delta 5,
kango's stein massive,
Radio Birdman,
Infiniti,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mummies,
Prince Buster,
Magazine,
Livin' Joy,
Cal Tjader,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.