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 Malawi and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Vogues to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eurythmics,
Godley & Creme,
Cheater Slicks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Misunderstood,
Absolute Body Control,
Neu!,
Fugazi,
Scott Walker,
New Order,
Metal Thangz,
Lower 48,
The Sound,
The Skatalites,
Peter & Gordon,
Hashim,
The Black Dice,
The Gories,
Marine Girls,
OOIOO,
Model 500,
Gil Scott Heron,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Boredoms,
Avey Tare,
Public Image Ltd.,
Masters at Work,
Harmonia,
Alice Coltrane,
Brick,
Marc Almond,
Tears for Fears,
Marmalade,
Aaron Thompson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Walker Brothers,
Country Teasers,
Wolf Eyes,
EPMD,
The Fall,
Pet Shop Boys,
Animal Collective,
Lucky Dragons,
Cameo,
MDC,
Marvin Gaye,
Kaleidoscope,
Stiv Bators,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Faust,
Alphaville,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jeff Mills,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pantaleimon,
Thompson Twins,
Dennis Brown,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.