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 Bahrain and from Paris.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Carl Craig to the jazz 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Drive Like Jehu,
James White and The Blacks,
Robert Wyatt,
Babytalk,
Young Marble Giants,
Arcadia,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scott Walker,
Masters at Work,
Stereo Dub,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Moss Icon,
Funky Four + One,
Sister Nancy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scientists,
Make Up,
Little Man,
World's Most,
Lucky Dragons,
The Remains,
Warren Ellis,
Hoover,
Stetsasonic,
Royal Trux,
Spoonie Gee,
Loose Ends,
Graham Central Station,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grey Daturas,
Easy Going,
Index,
LL Cool J,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fuzztones,
Don Cherry,
Charles Mingus,
Mark Hollis,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sarah Menescal,
The Modern Lovers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Christie,
Byron Stingily,
The Cramps,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Normal,
The New Christs,
Joe Finger,
Fad Gadget,
Unwound,
Neil Young,
Morten Harket,
Michelle Simonal,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Intrusion,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.