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 Ecuador and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Arcadia to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
8 Eyed Spy,
DNA,
Animal Collective,
This Heat,
Little Man,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Susan Cadogan,
Letta Mbulu,
The Last Poets,
the Sonics,
The American Breed,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Organ,
Bobby Womack,
New York Dolls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Leonard Cohen,
KRS-One,
Brass Construction,
Quadrant,
The Fall,
Rekid,
Maleditus Sound,
The Leaves,
Minor Threat,
Pantytec,
Rapeman,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Piero Umiliani,
Sugar Minott,
Tubeway Army,
The United States of America,
Ohio Players,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Groovy Waters,
Duran Duran,
Black Flag,
The Trojans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Slave,
Drexciya,
Moby Grape,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sound,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Public Enemy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eden Ahbez,
Aural Exciters,
The Standells,
Electric Light Orchestra,
K-Klass,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eric Copeland,
Magazine,
The Gap Band,
Prince Buster,
Brick,
Sun City Girls,
Barry Ungar,
Supertramp,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.