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 Guinea-Bissau and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 DNA to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
R.M.O.,
Janne Schatter,
Supertramp,
Monks,
Sun City Girls,
The Motions,
Todd Rundgren,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rapeman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barrington Levy,
Rekid,
Das Ding,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pussy Galore,
Niagra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Excepter,
Siglo XX,
Negative Approach,
Robert Wyatt,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gerry Rafferty,
Section 25,
Tubeway Army,
Fugazi,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Names,
Sparks,
Soft Machine,
Lalann,
Sam Rivers,
Shuggie Otis,
Khruangbin,
Tres Demented,
Albert Ayler,
Boogie Down Productions,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The United States of America,
the Swans,
Underground Resistance,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Harry Pussy,
Hot Snakes,
Von Mondo,
B.T. Express,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deepchord,
Lee Hazlewood,
Camberwell Now,
The Dirtbombs,
Freddie Wadling,
10cc,
Bluetip,
World's Most,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
X-101,
The American Breed,
Blossom Toes,
OOIOO,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.