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 Libya and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bauhaus to the electroclash 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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Silicon Teens,
Ponytail,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Trojans,
Theoretical Girls,
Lucky Dragons,
The Shadows of Knight,
Spoonie Gee,
The Residents,
Skriet,
Nas,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jeff Mills,
The Real Kids,
Mandrill,
Sound Behaviour,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Bar-Kays,
The Names,
Sarah Menescal,
PIL,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Trumans Water,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nick Fraelich,
U.S. Maple,
Anakelly,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Human League,
Scrapy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Newcleus,
The Divine Comedy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Electric Prunes,
Maurizio,
the Germs,
Matthew Bourne,
Danielle Patucci,
Niagra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Derrick May,
The Searchers,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Chris Corsano,
Black Flag,
Das Ding,
Johnny Clarke,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fear,
a-ha,
Quando Quango,
Infiniti,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Bananas,
Black Sheep,
Inner City,
Suburban Knight,
Erykah Badu,
Fugazi,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.