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 Georgia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 clarinet 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 Albert Ayler to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Flamin' Groovies,
Los Fastidios,
Swell Maps,
The Martian,
Susan Cadogan,
Second Layer,
Agitation Free,
Jandek,
Q and Not U,
Man Eating Sloth,
John Holt,
The Mojo Men,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Fire Engines,
Joe Finger,
Albert Ayler,
The Buckinghams,
Althea and Donna,
Saccharine Trust,
Wolf Eyes,
China Crisis,
MDC,
James White and The Blacks,
Stetsasonic,
Glenn Branca,
Minny Pops,
Cal Tjader,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quadrant,
The Neon Judgement,
Kurtis Blow,
Monks,
Hot Snakes,
B.T. Express,
Qualms,
Stiv Bators,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Delta 5,
Au Pairs,
Cameo,
Dawn Penn,
Arthur Verocai,
Bluetip,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The United States of America,
Camouflage,
These Immortal Souls,
Scion,
Wings,
Inner City,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Unwound,
Crooked Eye,
Malaria!,
Electric Prunes,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.