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 Tonga and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Section 25 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gap Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dawn Penn,
Porter Ricks,
Camouflage,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Prince Buster,
Stiv Bators,
Minor Threat,
The Leaves,
Barry Ungar,
Youth Brigade,
Cameo,
Althea and Donna,
Crime,
Pussy Galore,
David McCallum,
Japan,
The Cramps,
Scratch Acid,
Cybotron,
Grey Daturas,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Move,
The Moody Blues,
Laurel Aitken,
The Detroit Cobras,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Little Man,
Camberwell Now,
Archie Shepp,
Rufus Thomas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Glenn Branca,
Terrestrial Tones,
Arthur Verocai,
Connie Case,
Boz Scaggs,
Nik Kershaw,
Sound Behaviour,
Scan 7,
Barbara Tucker,
Scientists,
Minutemen,
The Slits,
Clear Light,
Kenny Larkin,
The Smiths,
Sandy B,
ABC,
MC5,
Marine Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
Amon Düül II,
Soulsonic Force,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Stooges,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.