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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron 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 Panda Bear 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Laurel Aitken,
Aloha Tigers,
Neil Young,
Urselle,
The Blues Magoos,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Funkadelic,
Massinfluence,
One Last Wish,
Stockholm Monsters,
Blossom Toes,
David Axelrod,
Pet Shop Boys,
Deakin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Blackbyrds,
These Immortal Souls,
Angry Samoans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Andrew Hill,
The Count Five,
Arcadia,
The Barracudas,
X-Ray Spex,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Crispy Ambulance,
Piero Umiliani,
Aural Exciters,
The Durutti Column,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Absolute Body Control,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fortunes,
Swell Maps,
Royal Trux,
Eric B and Rakim,
Simply Red,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tomorrow,
Lyres,
Dorothy Ashby,
Icehouse,
New York Dolls,
Alphaville,
Tom Boy,
Popol Vuh,
Ituana,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Swans,
Radio Birdman,
The Beau Brummels,
The Modern Lovers,
Fluxion,
Fat Boys,
Heaven 17,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
KRS-One,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.