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 Russia and from Bremen.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lucky Dragons to the dance 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mars,
This Heat,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bill Near,
Tomorrow,
Todd Terry,
The Sound,
The United States of America,
Blossom Toes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Suicide,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Youth Brigade,
Barbara Tucker,
The Neon Judgement,
The Gun Club,
Silicon Teens,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
K-Klass,
Connie Case,
Hoover,
Visage,
Theoretical Girls,
Godley & Creme,
Althea and Donna,
Guru Guru,
LL Cool J,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Doobie Brothers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Thee Headcoats,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Crash Course in Science,
Steve Hackett,
Eric Dolphy,
Ken Boothe,
Gabor Szabo,
Lakeside,
The Selecter,
Ludus,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yusef Lateef,
Sam Rivers,
Ponytail,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Technova,
Wings,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Leaves,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobby Womack,
Donny Hathaway,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rufus Thomas,
Moss Icon,
Juan Atkins,
The Misunderstood,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rekid, Rekid, Rekid, Rekid.
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.