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 Malaysia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
June of 44,
The Gladiators,
The Searchers,
Schoolly D,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Yellowson,
Jeff Lynne,
Maleditus Sound,
The Real Kids,
The Leaves,
Colin Newman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Brand Nubian,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joensuu 1685,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Main Source,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Chris & Cosey,
kango's stein massive,
Eric B and Rakim,
Boz Scaggs,
The Wake,
The Gun Club,
Don Cherry,
Bad Manners,
Icehouse,
Arthur Verocai,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Shoche,
Matthew Bourne,
The Names,
Ronan,
Arab on Radar,
The Moody Blues,
Minutemen,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tommy Roe,
The Star Department,
Funky Four + One,
Circle Jerks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Mojo Men,
The Happenings,
Ludus,
the Germs,
Deepchord,
Tropical Tobacco,
JFA,
Morten Harket,
LL Cool J,
Symarip,
Black Flag,
Angry Samoans,
X-Ray Spex,
Lee Hazlewood,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.