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 Poland and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer 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 The Young Rascals to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Susan Cadogan,
Leonard Cohen,
The Names,
The Gap Band,
World's Most,
Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül,
Procol Harum,
Tres Demented,
Andrew Hill,
Lou Reed,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Main Source,
the Germs,
JFA,
Alison Limerick,
Arcadia,
Mantronix,
The Alarm Clocks,
Q65,
Kerrie Biddell,
Byron Stingily,
the Sonics,
Schoolly D,
Buzzcocks,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fugs,
Visage,
Yazoo,
Suicide,
Kevin Saunderson,
June Days,
Excepter,
Lee Hazlewood,
MC5,
The Gun Club,
The Divine Comedy,
Trumans Water,
Rites of Spring,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Bananas,
The Fortunes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Minnie Riperton,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crime,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Iggy Pop,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Smoke,
Delta 5,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Moon,
Television,
The Dave Clark Five,
Quantec,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.