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 Mauritania and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 John Foxx to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Iggy Pop,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Symarip,
Buzzcocks,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Gladiators,
The Toasters,
Black Bananas,
Angry Samoans,
Ronan,
ABBA,
Guru Guru,
Thompson Twins,
Echospace,
Groovy Waters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fad Gadget,
Moby Grape,
Slave,
Lou Reed,
Erasure,
Infiniti,
The Golliwogs,
Terry Callier,
DJ Sneak,
Tears for Fears,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bang On A Can,
Bluetip,
Drexciya,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marvin Gaye,
Janne Schatter,
Eric Dolphy,
Avey Tare,
Scan 7,
The Pop Group,
Average White Band,
Al Stewart,
Faraquet,
Los Fastidios,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Barracudas,
EPMD,
Make Up,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Steve Hackett,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Gun Club,
The Five Americans,
Archie Shepp,
Erykah Badu,
Little Man,
Rufus Thomas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
U.S. Maple,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.