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 Vanuatu and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Human League,
Cal Tjader,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Dave Clark Five,
John Foxx,
Robert Görl,
Lower 48,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bootsy Collins,
Albert Ayler,
Cameo,
ABBA,
Lou Reed,
Mad Mike,
The Gun Club,
The Associates,
Sparks,
Scrapy,
Trumans Water,
Livin' Joy,
Groovy Waters,
John Holt,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The United States of America,
Symarip,
The Moody Blues,
Susan Cadogan,
Au Pairs,
Aaron Thompson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Urselle,
CMW,
X-101,
Wasted Youth,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Wake,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Slits,
T. Rex,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soft Machine,
Sister Nancy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Divine Comedy,
The Trojans,
Sonic Youth,
Mark Hollis,
La Düsseldorf,
The Names,
The Index,
Dorothy Ashby,
Deadbeat,
Erykah Badu,
Dennis Brown,
E-Dancer,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Selecter,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.