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 Ireland and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Swans to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Massinfluence,
Gichy Dan,
New Age Steppers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Agent Orange,
the Soft Cell,
Al Stewart,
Deadbeat,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fela Kuti,
Moebius,
Maurizio,
Cal Tjader,
Rotary Connection,
Brick,
Eddi Front,
Deepchord,
Altered Images,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kenny Larkin,
Iggy Pop,
Bob Dylan,
Tubeway Army,
Godley & Creme,
Tomorrow,
Cheater Slicks,
Chris Corsano,
Ossler,
The Vogues,
Young Marble Giants,
The Residents,
The Stooges,
Camberwell Now,
Moss Icon,
Scrapy,
Terry Callier,
Rosa Yemen,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Essential Logic,
Flamin' Groovies,
Johnny Clarke,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Patti Smith,
Intrusion,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sound Behaviour,
Yazoo,
Monolake,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crime,
John Coltrane,
Connie Case,
Sandy B,
The Slits,
Nils Olav,
Matthew Bourne,
The Grass Roots,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Holt,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.