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 Niger and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator 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 Wings to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bronski Beat,
Boredoms,
Maleditus Sound,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Black Dice,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crispian St. Peters,
the Germs,
The Searchers,
Terry Callier,
Flash Fearless,
Essential Logic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Alarm Clocks,
Main Source,
Sonic Youth,
Model 500,
Lucky Dragons,
Laurel Aitken,
E-Dancer,
In Retrospect,
Gichy Dan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Human League,
Q and Not U,
The Red Krayola,
New Order,
Lakeside,
Robert Hood,
Deakin,
D'Angelo,
The Techniques,
Junior Murvin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Los Fastidios,
the Normal,
The Knickerbockers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Martian,
Barrington Levy,
Sight & Sound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Andrew Hill,
Josef K,
Faust,
Tomorrow,
Circle Jerks,
Judy Mowatt,
New York Dolls,
The Fugs,
Jacques Brel,
Reuben Wilson,
Ohio Players,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Sonics,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Qualms,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.