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 Pakistan and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Association to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer 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 chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Barbara Tucker,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Urselle,
Yusef Lateef,
Altered Images,
Yaz,
The Gun Club,
Jimmy McGriff,
Subhumans,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Sound,
John Foxx,
Joe Smooth,
Inner City,
Gichy Dan,
The Fuzztones,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Von Mondo,
MDC,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Barracudas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Charles Mingus,
Infiniti,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The United States of America,
Roxette,
Vladislav Delay,
The Victims,
Wally Richardson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
OOIOO,
Unrelated Segments,
Circle Jerks,
Guru Guru,
Franke,
F. McDonald,
Idris Muhammad,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Mighty Diamonds,
A Certain Ratio,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Blues Magoos,
The Modern Lovers,
Amon Düül II,
Public Enemy,
Pylon,
The Electric Prunes,
Bang On A Can,
Ten City,
Ronan,
Loose Ends,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Malaria!,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.