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 Togo and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Franke to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Crime,
Neil Young,
The Modern Lovers,
Theoretical Girls,
Arcadia,
The J.B.'s,
Sandy B,
Essential Logic,
Don Cherry,
Roy Ayers,
Hashim,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soulsonic Force,
Max Romeo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Maurizio,
Al Stewart,
Harry Pussy,
Archie Shepp,
Sam Rivers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lalann,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Duran Duran,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vainqueur,
Smog,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Monolake,
Dawn Penn,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Average White Band,
Sight & Sound,
David Axelrod,
Ornette Coleman,
Erasure,
Camberwell Now,
Panda Bear,
Lucky Dragons,
Gang Starr,
Fugazi,
Robert Wyatt,
Todd Rundgren,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hasil Adkins,
World's Most,
Avey Tare,
Jerry's Kids,
Eurythmics,
Colin Newman,
Kenny Larkin,
the Slits,
Oneida,
Ten City,
Chris & Cosey,
Mr. Review,
Rhythm & Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.