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 Belize and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro 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 Wolf Eyes to the disco 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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
The Mojo Men,
Sight & Sound,
The Offenders,
The Saints,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Underground Resistance,
Carl Craig,
Funky Four + One,
Matthew Halsall,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ossler,
Buzzcocks,
Josef K,
Laurel Aitken,
The Leaves,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fela Kuti,
Little Man,
Deepchord,
Ronan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amon Düül II,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Brand Nubian,
Ultravox,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Banda Bassotti,
Saccharine Trust,
Sarah Menescal,
Leonard Cohen,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Buckinghams,
Aaron Thompson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Alton Ellis,
The Stooges,
Brick,
Charles Mingus,
Camberwell Now,
Magma,
Royal Trux,
Pulsallama,
Porter Ricks,
The Associates,
MDC,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kayak,
New Order,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sex Pistols,
Moss Icon,
Suburban Knight,
Dawn Penn,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.