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 Rwanda and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the punk 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
The Standells,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Inner City,
Parry Music,
Sonic Youth,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sonics,
T.S.O.L.,
Piero Umiliani,
Scott Walker,
Quando Quango,
Stereo Dub,
Joy Division,
Bootsy Collins,
Nils Olav,
Deakin,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Robert Hood,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Youth Brigade,
Albert Ayler,
L. Decosne,
Curtis Mayfield,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bob Dylan,
Anthony Braxton,
Matthew Halsall,
Desert Stars,
Black Sheep,
Boogie Down Productions,
Section 25,
Ornette Coleman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pulsallama,
The Five Americans,
The Martian,
Franke,
Yellowson,
Essential Logic,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Hashim,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobby Womack,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
EPMD,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cure,
Sandy B,
Mr. Review,
Crispy Ambulance,
Interpol,
Guru Guru,
Kas Product,
Trumans Water,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Cowsills,
Babytalk,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.