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 Zimbabwe and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe 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 Tommy Roe to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
The Modern Lovers,
the Slits,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gories,
The Gladiators,
Guru Guru,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ralphi Rosario,
Franke,
Deadbeat,
Pantytec,
The Raincoats,
Lungfish,
Television,
Pulsallama,
Davy DMX,
Barclay James Harvest,
Accadde A,
Ultravox,
Young Marble Giants,
Chrome,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
John Coltrane,
PIL,
Skriet,
Robert Görl,
Dual Sessions,
Don Cherry,
Johnny Clarke,
Freddie Wadling,
Mo-Dettes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ohio Players,
Newcleus,
Fat Boys,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tom Boy,
F. McDonald,
The Golliwogs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gang Gang Dance,
Iggy Pop,
Section 25,
D'Angelo,
Colin Newman,
Magma,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Residents,
Average White Band,
The Pop Group,
Sun City Girls,
The Names,
Quadrant,
Thee Headcoats,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.