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 Eritrea and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gastr Del Sol to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
New Age Steppers,
Terry Callier,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soul II Soul,
Peter & Gordon,
CMW,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Zapp,
Soulsonic Force,
The Standells,
Sister Nancy,
L. Decosne,
The Cowsills,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Birthday Party,
In Retrospect,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mandrill,
Das Ding,
Mission of Burma,
Pierre Henry,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bob Dylan,
Skriet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Juan Atkins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Funky Four + One,
The Modern Lovers,
Heaven 17,
The Sound,
The Dead C,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Monks,
The Evens,
The Index,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Clear Light,
Anakelly,
The Barracudas,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Residents,
Royal Trux,
Cal Tjader,
Pagans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Quando Quango,
The Toasters,
The Fortunes,
Matthew Bourne,
Intrusion,
Vladislav Delay,
Sonic Youth,
Aural Exciters,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.