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 Guatemala and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
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 sitar 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 Dead Boys to the jazz 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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Charles Mingus,
Fluxion,
Reuben Wilson,
Rosa Yemen,
Judy Mowatt,
The Searchers,
Ken Boothe,
Metal Thangz,
The Modern Lovers,
Nas,
the Association,
Mark Hollis,
Accadde A,
Nils Olav,
Monks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Erykah Badu,
Qualms,
Thompson Twins,
Al Stewart,
the Human League,
Marine Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
These Immortal Souls,
Sun Ra,
Robert Wyatt,
Monolake,
Icehouse,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Q and Not U,
Eric Copeland,
Yusef Lateef,
David McCallum,
Drive Like Jehu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Yaz,
Matthew Halsall,
Chris Corsano,
James White and The Blacks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Morten Harket,
Alice Coltrane,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cecil Taylor,
Todd Terry,
Bob Dylan,
Lakeside,
Con Funk Shun,
Eddi Front,
Niagra,
Delta 5,
Half Japanese,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Bananas,
Tommy Roe,
John Foxx,
Fad Gadget,
Sixth Finger,
Grauzone,
The Standells,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.