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 Malta and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Television Personalities to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Moby Grape,
The Velvet Underground,
Mo-Dettes,
Camberwell Now,
Marvin Gaye,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nils Olav,
The Motions,
Flash Fearless,
Stereo Dub,
Ossler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bob Dylan,
Jawbox,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cheater Slicks,
Dark Day,
Bill Near,
Roy Ayers,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Dave Clark Five,
Model 500,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Zeros,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scrapy,
Patti Smith,
Eli Mardock,
Rotary Connection,
Sparks,
Dawn Penn,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scratch Acid,
Lakeside,
Dave Gahan,
Shuggie Otis,
Connie Case,
Arcadia,
The Angels of Light,
CMW,
Letta Mbulu,
Fear,
Nik Kershaw,
Roxette,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Peter and Kerry,
James White and The Blacks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Radio Birdman,
R.M.O.,
Radiohead,
Marine Girls,
Black Moon,
Dead Boys,
Rekid,
The Barracudas,
Nation of Ulysses,
Spoonie Gee,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Searchers,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.