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 Zambia and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ 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 Ten City to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Electric Prunes,
The Stooges,
Sällskapet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Delon & Dalcan,
Avey Tare,
Mary Jane Girls,
cv313,
UT,
The American Breed,
The Raincoats,
Au Pairs,
The Monks,
Patti Smith,
F. McDonald,
Harpers Bizarre,
Arthur Verocai,
Grey Daturas,
Scrapy,
Warsaw,
Buzzcocks,
The Zeros,
Zero Boys,
Gil Scott Heron,
Theoretical Girls,
Sonny Sharrock,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Glambeats Corp.,
Metal Thangz,
Freddie Wadling,
The United States of America,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Kinks,
Althea and Donna,
Slick Rick,
Scott Walker,
Silicon Teens,
Babytalk,
Colin Newman,
Ossler,
Bobby Sherman,
Blancmange,
Graham Central Station,
The Moody Blues,
Average White Band,
Sparks,
Soul II Soul,
Mo-Dettes,
The Toasters,
Kenny Larkin,
Fugazi,
Piero Umiliani,
Nico,
Fluxion,
Trumans Water,
Nik Kershaw,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.