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 Micronesia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Slits to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Cybotron,
The New Christs,
Marvin Gaye,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Essential Logic,
Oneida,
U.S. Maple,
These Immortal Souls,
Rekid,
MDC,
The Buckinghams,
The Dead C,
The Raincoats,
Easy Going,
Crime,
Pantytec,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Drexciya,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Visage,
the Human League,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pere Ubu,
Man Parrish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tom Boy,
Al Stewart,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Peter and Kerry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kas Product,
Quando Quango,
Stetsasonic,
DJ Style,
T.S.O.L.,
Harpers Bizarre,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cramps,
Janne Schatter,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Zapp,
Donald Byrd,
Nas,
OOIOO,
Suicide,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Letta Mbulu,
Gabor Szabo,
Japan,
Black Moon,
Alphaville,
The Fuzztones,
The Red Krayola,
The Cosmic Jokers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Swans,
Toni Rubio,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.