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 Romania and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ken Boothe to the rock 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Derrick May,
Duran Duran,
Lower 48,
Harry Pussy,
Joyce Sims,
Unrelated Segments,
cv313,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Techniques,
The Names,
Mantronix,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Birthday Party,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Au Pairs,
Sound Behaviour,
Groovy Waters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scan 7,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Skriet,
The Offenders,
Qualms,
Lebanon Hanover,
Quadrant,
Derrick Morgan,
Boredoms,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Doobie Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Beau Brummels,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jeff Mills,
MDC,
The Gories,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Chris Corsano,
Echospace,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Thompson Twins,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lakeside,
Youth Brigade,
R.M.O.,
Freddie Wadling,
Arthur Verocai,
Desert Stars,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Sonics,
Minutemen,
Sixth Finger,
John Lydon,
Charles Mingus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.