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 Malta and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Minor Threat to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Public Image Ltd.,
Stereo Dub,
Popol Vuh,
Electric Prunes,
David Axelrod,
Camberwell Now,
Neu!,
Mantronix,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Brick,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobby Byrd,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Negative Approach,
Bluetip,
Dave Gahan,
the Association,
Roger Hodgson,
The Count Five,
Symarip,
The Sonics,
The Music Machine,
Terry Callier,
Slick Rick,
June Days,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Deepchord,
A Certain Ratio,
Tim Buckley,
Moss Icon,
Sam Rivers,
Kaleidoscope,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
B.T. Express,
Faust,
Soft Cell,
Interpol,
Eric Dolphy,
Fugazi,
Ludus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chrome,
Crispy Ambulance,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Finger,
New Age Steppers,
Swans,
Piero Umiliani,
Eve St. Jones,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Misunderstood,
Black Moon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Max Romeo,
The Pop Group,
Tubeway Army,
Cal Tjader,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.