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 Mauritania and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Donald Fagen 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 Eddi Front to the jazz 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Ultra Naté,
Half Japanese,
Motorama,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Vogues,
AZ,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Tremeloes,
Circle Jerks,
Gong,
the Human League,
Minny Pops,
The Toasters,
Yazoo,
The Fall,
The Searchers,
The New Christs,
Loose Ends,
Don Cherry,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Kinks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Funky Four + One,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Siglo XX,
Model 500,
Judy Mowatt,
Al Stewart,
Television,
The Dirtbombs,
Deakin,
Amon Düül II,
Groovy Waters,
The Human League,
48th St. Collective,
The Move,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marine Girls,
Fat Boys,
Scientists,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Normal,
Smog,
E-Dancer,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Womack,
Camberwell Now,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dorothy Ashby,
Funkadelic,
Janne Schatter,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.