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 Dominica and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Black Sheep to the rap 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Minny Pops,
Roxette,
Little Man,
Eddi Front,
Marc Almond,
Radiohead,
Fear,
Bizarre Inc.,
OOIOO,
PIL,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The J.B.'s,
Sarah Menescal,
New Order,
The Modern Lovers,
Johnny Clarke,
Mo-Dettes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Newcleus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Harmonia,
Byron Stingily,
Jeff Mills,
Grauzone,
Faraquet,
Groovy Waters,
Banda Bassotti,
The Golliwogs,
Liliput,
The Raincoats,
Patti Smith,
Ken Boothe,
Fatback Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Roy Ayers,
Y Pants,
Outsiders,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Joyce Sims,
Aaron Thompson,
Guru Guru,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
K-Klass,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Moon,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Fania All-Stars,
Shoche,
Jerry's Kids,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cluster,
Khruangbin,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sällskapet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pantytec,
Niagra,
Lungfish,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.