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 Saudi Arabia and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 The Mojo Men to the rock 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 of Four. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tres Demented,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Procol Harum,
The Walker Brothers,
Cameo,
Liliput,
Neu!,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Star Department,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roger Hodgson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Birthday Party,
Anthony Braxton,
Schoolly D,
Nick Fraelich,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
New York Dolls,
ABBA,
Pere Ubu,
Joy Division,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ronan,
Eurythmics,
Spoonie Gee,
Easy Going,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tears for Fears,
Audionom,
Unwound,
Brick,
Freddie Wadling,
Frankie Knuckles,
Excepter,
Siglo XX,
Slick Rick,
Brand Nubian,
Rites of Spring,
Cluster,
Fear,
Patti Smith,
Donald Byrd,
These Immortal Souls,
Graham Central Station,
Danielle Patucci,
Silicon Teens,
A Certain Ratio,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Drexciya,
The Cure,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Modern Lovers,
La Düsseldorf,
Accadde A,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sällskapet,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.