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 Benin and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Black Bananas to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Franke,
The Birthday Party,
Porter Ricks,
The J.B.'s,
New Order,
Intrusion,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sixth Finger,
Kerrie Biddell,
Chrome,
Outsiders,
Kenny Larkin,
The Invisible,
Eve St. Jones,
Cymande,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ludus,
Grauzone,
Von Mondo,
Mantronix,
June Days,
Alphaville,
Rhythm & Sound,
Delta 5,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Niagra,
Section 25,
Fugazi,
Whodini,
Altered Images,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Frankie Knuckles,
Y Pants,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bob Dylan,
Kaleidoscope,
The Star Department,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Junior Murvin,
The New Christs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
a-ha,
Terry Callier,
Arthur Verocai,
Los Fastidios,
The Gladiators,
Stiv Bators,
The Skatalites,
The Wake,
Skarface,
the Association,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joyce Sims,
Anakelly,
Hardrive,
Hoover,
June of 44,
DJ Sneak,
the Human League,
Radiohead,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.