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 Costa Rica and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar 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 Soft Cell to the disco 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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Susan Cadogan,
Fear,
Yellowson,
Gang of Four,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Camouflage,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Reagan Youth,
Kayak,
The Kinks,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Barracudas,
The Stooges,
Babytalk,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
One Last Wish,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Sonics,
Essential Logic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Red Krayola,
Intrusion,
Crooked Eye,
Bronski Beat,
The Martian,
Barbara Tucker,
Judy Mowatt,
Sällskapet,
Q65,
Unrelated Segments,
Jandek,
Aloha Tigers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kool Moe Dee,
Skaos,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Associates,
B.T. Express,
Grandmaster Flash,
Schoolly D,
The Five Americans,
Lalann,
Rosa Yemen,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sparks,
Popol Vuh,
E-Dancer,
Electric Prunes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Matthew Halsall,
Frankie Knuckles,
a-ha,
Scientists,
Gang Green,
The Grass Roots,
Arthur Verocai,
Banda Bassotti,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.