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 Cambodia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Massinfluence to the punk 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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Black Moon,
kango's stein massive,
Zapp,
Joe Finger,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Freddie Wadling,
The J.B.'s,
Aaron Thompson,
Carl Craig,
Cameo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Last Poets,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mary Jane Girls,
Johnny Clarke,
The Cowsills,
Roxette,
Severed Heads,
The Leaves,
Scion,
Supertramp,
Absolute Body Control,
Scott Walker,
Robert Hood,
Little Man,
The Move,
The Count Five,
Tim Buckley,
CMW,
Excepter,
Yellowson,
Connie Case,
Q and Not U,
Popol Vuh,
Prince Buster,
MDC,
Eric Dolphy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang of Four,
Sparks,
Dave Gahan,
Talk Talk,
Chrome,
Hoover,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sight & Sound,
Brick,
Subhumans,
F. McDonald,
Second Layer,
Pet Shop Boys,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
These Immortal Souls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Crash Course in Science,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fortunes,
China Crisis,
Ten City,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.