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 Guinea-Bissau and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Halifax.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Marmalade to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Technova,
Lower 48,
Junior Murvin,
Bobby Byrd,
Basic Channel,
La Düsseldorf,
a-ha,
Mission of Burma,
Sight & Sound,
Drexciya,
Gerry Rafferty,
Saccharine Trust,
Minor Threat,
The Dirtbombs,
The Seeds,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Echospace,
Flipper,
Terry Callier,
Buzzcocks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Blake Baxter,
The Neon Judgement,
Fluxion,
China Crisis,
PIL,
Matthew Bourne,
Ronnie Foster,
B.T. Express,
Ossler,
Joensuu 1685,
H. Thieme,
the Germs,
Letta Mbulu,
Reagan Youth,
Barrington Levy,
Colin Newman,
Chris Corsano,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Theoretical Girls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Matthew Halsall,
Mandrill,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Marine Girls,
Newcleus,
The Litter,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Angels of Light,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Supertramp,
Alison Limerick,
World's Most,
Bush Tetras,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Unwound,
JFA,
Alphaville,
Gang Green,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.