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 Hungary 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kool Moe Dee 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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Howard Jones,
Tommy Roe,
Visage,
Lower 48,
Albert Ayler,
Newcleus,
Absolute Body Control,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slick Rick,
Gichy Dan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soulsonic Force,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Vainqueur,
The Offenders,
Roxette,
Harmonia,
Television,
The Doors,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Metal Thangz,
New Age Steppers,
Scientists,
Warren Ellis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jimmy McGriff,
Man Eating Sloth,
MC5,
The Star Department,
Underground Resistance,
Minutemen,
Bobby Byrd,
The Knickerbockers,
James White and The Blacks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Audionom,
Barry Ungar,
Deepchord,
Iggy Pop,
Neu!,
Negative Approach,
Toni Rubio,
Bobby Sherman,
Matthew Halsall,
Boz Scaggs,
Saccharine Trust,
ABBA,
Dark Day,
Schoolly D,
Rosa Yemen,
Shuggie Otis,
Whodini,
Intrusion,
Max Romeo,
Anthony Braxton,
Roy Ayers,
Charles Mingus,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.