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 Germany and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 Gang of Four to the dance 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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Average White Band,
Scratch Acid,
Jerry's Kids,
Joe Smooth,
Altered Images,
AZ,
Boz Scaggs,
Jacob Miller,
Eve St. Jones,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mary Jane Girls,
Goldenarms,
Tim Buckley,
June Days,
The Divine Comedy,
Chrome,
Freddie Wadling,
Al Stewart,
Half Japanese,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Y Pants,
The Monochrome Set,
Lower 48,
Brass Construction,
Delta 5,
Gang Gang Dance,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kurtis Blow,
Hoover,
Marc Almond,
Unwound,
Section 25,
Lyres,
Qualms,
Man Parrish,
Susan Cadogan,
Rod Modell,
Cecil Taylor,
Harry Pussy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Slits,
Brand Nubian,
the Human League,
Stereo Dub,
Ice-T,
In Retrospect,
The Count Five,
The Modern Lovers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rosa Yemen,
The Searchers,
The Angels of Light,
The Knickerbockers,
Livin' Joy,
Moss Icon,
T.S.O.L.,
Peter & Gordon,
Zero Boys,
Thompson Twins,
Marine Girls,
Guru Guru,
E-Dancer,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.