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 Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 The Alarm Clocks to the rock 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
Little Man,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Section 25,
Tears for Fears,
The Fire Engines,
Echospace,
Electric Prunes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sound Behaviour,
Eddi Front,
One Last Wish,
Pet Shop Boys,
Thee Headcoats,
DJ Style,
Soft Cell,
Warren Ellis,
Derrick Morgan,
Babytalk,
Von Mondo,
Marc Almond,
Intrusion,
Lalann,
The Gap Band,
The Sound,
Technova,
Marine Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Stooges,
Moebius,
The Searchers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Invisible,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bill Near,
Ultimate Spinach,
Parry Music,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Magma,
Negative Approach,
Anthony Braxton,
Blake Baxter,
Fat Boys,
Prince Buster,
Kerrie Biddell,
ABBA,
Drive Like Jehu,
Minnie Riperton,
Bobby Sherman,
John Holt,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Joe Smooth,
Massinfluence,
Suburban Knight,
Fatback Band,
Oblivians,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
CMW,
Malaria!,
Mark Hollis,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.