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 Kiribati and from Johannesburg.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Sparks 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 Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Junior Murvin,
Rufus Thomas,
Sarah Menescal,
Unrelated Segments,
Tomorrow,
Cal Tjader,
Hashim,
Drexciya,
Donny Hathaway,
U.S. Maple,
Matthew Bourne,
The Motions,
Nirvana,
Main Source,
Bush Tetras,
Camberwell Now,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Wake,
Dennis Brown,
The Victims,
Nils Olav,
Wire,
Outsiders,
Adolescents,
Alphaville,
The Red Krayola,
Sex Pistols,
Model 500,
Little Man,
Babytalk,
E-Dancer,
Ohio Players,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ponytail,
Lakeside,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Associates,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Smog,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Slave,
Barrington Levy,
Niagra,
Procol Harum,
Soul II Soul,
Flash Fearless,
The Alarm Clocks,
Robert Wyatt,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Soft Cell,
Black Moon,
Reagan Youth,
Television,
Fatback Band,
Metal Thangz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The United States of America,
The Grass Roots,
Public Image Ltd.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Blancmange,
Lucky Dragons,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.