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 Ecuador and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Magazine to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sex Pistols 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Judy Mowatt,
Arab on Radar,
Index,
Zero Boys,
Roxette,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pantaleimon,
Youth Brigade,
Scott Walker,
Fluxion,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Brothers Johnson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joey Negro,
Johnny Clarke,
Colin Newman,
Faraquet,
The Smoke,
The Techniques,
Reagan Youth,
The Searchers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Country Teasers,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Modern Lovers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Byron Stingily,
Goldenarms,
Thee Headcoats,
Pierre Henry,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eurythmics,
Clear Light,
Gang Starr,
Bush Tetras,
Minnie Riperton,
The Monks,
Alison Limerick,
The Skatalites,
The Star Department,
Drive Like Jehu,
T. Rex,
Angry Samoans,
Scientists,
Arthur Verocai,
Barbara Tucker,
Nico,
Chrome,
Massinfluence,
Shoche,
Neu!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun Ra,
Anakelly,
Metal Thangz,
Duran Duran,
James White and The Blacks,
The Zeros,
Intrusion,
Neil Young,
Alphaville,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.