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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the jazz 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson 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 harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
Al Stewart,
Aloha Tigers,
Von Mondo,
Audionom,
Ronnie Foster,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lakeside,
the Normal,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ponytail,
Marcia Griffiths,
These Immortal Souls,
Maurizio,
Scientists,
Jeff Lynne,
Pussy Galore,
Outsiders,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The United States of America,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cymande,
The Neon Judgement,
The Modern Lovers,
Second Layer,
Pantytec,
Joe Smooth,
The Dirtbombs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Michelle Simonal,
Byron Stingily,
8 Eyed Spy,
Oblivians,
Au Pairs,
Wasted Youth,
Q and Not U,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marvin Gaye,
The Leaves,
The Gun Club,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
ABC,
Wings,
Delon & Dalcan,
Thompson Twins,
Camberwell Now,
Supertramp,
The Cowsills,
Boz Scaggs,
ABBA,
Sixth Finger,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Aswad,
Sound Behaviour,
PIL,
Dawn Penn,
Marine Girls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Electric Prunes,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.