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 Nicaragua and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Black Moon to the jazz 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Freddie Wadling,
Blancmange,
Essential Logic,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Suburban Knight,
Guru Guru,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eden Ahbez,
Kayak,
8 Eyed Spy,
ABBA,
Terrestrial Tones,
Terry Callier,
Ludus,
John Cale,
X-102,
Flash Fearless,
Public Enemy,
The Barracudas,
Intrusion,
Sonic Youth,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eli Mardock,
Shoche,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ken Boothe,
The Gap Band,
Masters at Work,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Don Cherry,
DJ Style,
Massinfluence,
The Dead C,
the Soft Cell,
Ornette Coleman,
The Blues Magoos,
David Axelrod,
Kenny Larkin,
Outsiders,
Monks,
Television Personalities,
Sound Behaviour,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Stooges,
Drexciya,
The Names,
Ultra Naté,
The Young Rascals,
Royal Trux,
the Slits,
Cecil Taylor,
Interpol,
Lou Reed,
Sister Nancy,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Gories,
Metal Thangz,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.