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 Antigua and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Peter & Gordon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Reuben Wilson,
The American Breed,
Wolf Eyes,
Little Man,
The Gun Club,
KRS-One,
The Misunderstood,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Neil Young,
Underground Resistance,
Bluetip,
Loose Ends,
The New Christs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lakeside,
Sparks,
Mission of Burma,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Vogues,
The Smoke,
Aswad,
Bang On A Can,
Thee Headcoats,
Oblivians,
Jacob Miller,
The Fuzztones,
Suicide,
John Foxx,
Panda Bear,
The Walker Brothers,
Absolute Body Control,
Yazoo,
Avey Tare,
Fugazi,
Mandrill,
Roxette,
Adolescents,
Stiv Bators,
Wire,
Amon Düül II,
Todd Terry,
Bob Dylan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ohio Players,
X-101,
Mr. Review,
Bush Tetras,
Lou Christie,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Delta 5,
The Techniques,
The Evens,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Angry Samoans,
Basic Channel,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.