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 United Kingdom and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Loose Ends to the punk 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
CMW,
Sugar Minott,
Sex Pistols,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Doors,
Gichy Dan,
Althea and Donna,
Laurel Aitken,
Kenny Larkin,
Nas,
Gang Gang Dance,
Make Up,
Ken Boothe,
Grandmaster Flash,
Arcadia,
K-Klass,
Leonard Cohen,
10cc,
Deadbeat,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lucky Dragons,
China Crisis,
The Stooges,
Prince Buster,
Drexciya,
Grauzone,
Skriet,
The Durutti Column,
Flipper,
Intrusion,
Mission of Burma,
This Heat,
Rosa Yemen,
Marc Almond,
The American Breed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
H. Thieme,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The New Christs,
Public Enemy,
June of 44,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Desert Stars,
Tim Buckley,
Monks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nik Kershaw,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pagans,
Motorama,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Junior Murvin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Josef K,
Blancmange,
Jacob Miller,
Mary Jane Girls,
FM Einheit,
Outsiders,
John Foxx,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
ABC,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.