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 Malta and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Bush Tetras to the rap 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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Oneida,
Fatback Band,
Buzzcocks,
Public Enemy,
Aloha Tigers,
Blossom Toes,
Idris Muhammad,
DJ Sneak,
Barrington Levy,
The Kinks,
Accadde A,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Cure,
Eden Ahbez,
Skarface,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Blancmange,
DJ Style,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bronski Beat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tomorrow,
Zapp,
Vainqueur,
Rekid,
Kaleidoscope,
The Motions,
Shuggie Otis,
Audionom,
Schoolly D,
The Slackers,
Altered Images,
Chris & Cosey,
The Detroit Cobras,
David Bowie,
Tropical Tobacco,
Q65,
Television Personalities,
The Evens,
Arcadia,
The Litter,
Chrome,
Yaz,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Quando Quango,
The Sonics,
Black Moon,
JFA,
the Normal,
The Gladiators,
Henry Cow,
The Young Rascals,
Duran Duran,
Urselle,
Absolute Body Control,
K-Klass,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.