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 Tunisia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scott Walker to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Trumans Water,
Funkadelic,
a-ha,
Roxette,
Dawn Penn,
Panda Bear,
The Birthday Party,
Mantronix,
Mandrill,
Adolescents,
Gang Green,
48th St. Collective,
Theoretical Girls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Television Personalities,
The Mummies,
Interpol,
Dave Gahan,
The Angels of Light,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Symarip,
Ronan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
OOIOO,
Ronnie Foster,
Depeche Mode,
Parry Music,
The Moleskins,
Gong,
Toni Rubio,
Iggy Pop,
Bill Near,
Von Mondo,
The Vogues,
New Age Steppers,
Bootsy Collins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Slave,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
H. Thieme,
Avey Tare,
The Fire Engines,
The Cowsills,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Carl Craig,
Inner City,
Can,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Magma,
the Sonics,
Peter & Gordon,
Urselle,
Wings,
Fifty Foot Hose,
KRS-One,
Reagan Youth,
Stetsasonic,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.