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 Israel and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe 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 Neil Young to the disco 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 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 a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Grass Roots,
Scientists,
The Cure,
Bobby Byrd,
Radiohead,
Arcadia,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Vainqueur,
Tears for Fears,
Jandek,
Amon Düül II,
The Fugs,
Masters at Work,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jeff Mills,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
48th St. Collective,
Leonard Cohen,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobby Womack,
Eli Mardock,
Television Personalities,
Neil Young,
Man Eating Sloth,
Visage,
The Moody Blues,
The Evens,
Flash Fearless,
the Association,
The Smiths,
the Soft Cell,
Pussy Galore,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Subhumans,
Japan,
The Index,
Henry Cow,
MDC,
Bauhaus,
Drexciya,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Skatalites,
Gregory Isaacs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Donald Byrd,
Niagra,
Todd Rundgren,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Gladiators,
The Monochrome Set,
Brass Construction,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Godley & Creme,
David McCallum,
Idris Muhammad,
Rapeman,
Siglo XX,
Moebius,
Magazine,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.