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 Uganda and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 Philadelphia and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 spring reverb 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 Surgeon to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Neon Judgement,
Joey Negro,
Easy Going,
Lindisfarne,
Essential Logic,
Grauzone,
The Saints,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joyce Sims,
The Birthday Party,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sarah Menescal,
a-ha,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lucky Dragons,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Boogie Down Productions,
Index,
Pierre Henry,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sister Nancy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Suicide,
Roger Hodgson,
Brass Construction,
ABBA,
Simply Red,
The Trojans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Royal Trux,
PIL,
kango's stein massive,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Blossom Toes,
DNA,
Boz Scaggs,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Wake,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dennis Brown,
Silicon Teens,
The Velvet Underground,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Skarface,
Grandmaster Flash,
Amon Düül II,
Camberwell Now,
Audionom,
Godley & Creme,
Quadrant,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tim Buckley,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
cv313,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.