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 India and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Vogues to the rap 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Television Personalities,
Joy Division,
CMW,
The Pop Group,
Nick Fraelich,
Bob Dylan,
Toni Rubio,
Dave Gahan,
D'Angelo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Association,
MC5,
Neil Young,
The Leaves,
Lalann,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
L. Decosne,
Ronan,
Alphaville,
Boogie Down Productions,
Alice Coltrane,
Rites of Spring,
Ultimate Spinach,
Altered Images,
Barclay James Harvest,
Depeche Mode,
Rosa Yemen,
The Slackers,
The Five Americans,
Mission of Burma,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Motions,
The Selecter,
Crooked Eye,
Todd Terry,
Pharoah Sanders,
Susan Cadogan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
EPMD,
kango's stein massive,
The Wake,
The Neon Judgement,
The Zeros,
The United States of America,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Byrd,
Arcadia,
The Gladiators,
The Happenings,
Theoretical Girls,
Swell Maps,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Brand Nubian,
Goldenarms,
Marc Almond,
Brass Construction,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.