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 Morocco and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Neon Judgement to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Bronski Beat,
Swell Maps,
Toni Rubio,
China Crisis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Minutemen,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tears for Fears,
Bad Manners,
Derrick Morgan,
The Vogues,
The Neon Judgement,
Sight & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pulsallama,
Morten Harket,
Man Parrish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alphaville,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ponytail,
Dawn Penn,
Country Teasers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Yazoo,
Prince Buster,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Searchers,
Sugar Minott,
Archie Shepp,
Moss Icon,
Rufus Thomas,
Flipper,
CMW,
Ronnie Foster,
Infiniti,
Tom Boy,
Young Marble Giants,
Barrington Levy,
Moebius,
48th St. Collective,
Delon & Dalcan,
Warsaw,
Yellowson,
Depeche Mode,
Television Personalities,
Kas Product,
Blancmange,
Malaria!,
U.S. Maple,
PIL,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Mummies,
New York Dolls,
Brand Nubian,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Underground Resistance,
the Swans,
Ultravox,
Mission of Burma,
Arthur Verocai,
Half Japanese,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.