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 Austria and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Neil Young to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Porter Ricks,
Aaron Thompson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Roxette,
Hasil Adkins,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
David McCallum,
Wasted Youth,
The American Breed,
Kurtis Blow,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ituana,
Soft Machine,
Young Marble Giants,
Radio Birdman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mantronix,
Lou Christie,
Sarah Menescal,
Lungfish,
Brass Construction,
CMW,
Tommy Roe,
Reagan Youth,
EPMD,
Funkadelic,
Pantaleimon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Darondo,
John Foxx,
Godley & Creme,
Arcadia,
The Fugs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Happenings,
The Gun Club,
Brand Nubian,
Harmonia,
Rotary Connection,
Television,
Yaz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Angels of Light,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Steve Hackett,
Byron Stingily,
Scientists,
Alphaville,
The Black Dice,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minny Pops,
Black Sheep,
The Blues Magoos,
Guru Guru,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jawbox,
Accadde A,
Ossler,
Hot Snakes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
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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.