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 Algeria and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Michael McDonald 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 Infiniti to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Skaos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marcia Griffiths,
Hoover,
The Raincoats,
Minny Pops,
Adolescents,
FM Einheit,
The Happenings,
the Germs,
Iggy Pop,
The Toasters,
Main Source,
Delta 5,
The Skatalites,
The Velvet Underground,
Bootsy Collins,
Swell Maps,
Susan Cadogan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Thompson Twins,
Ituana,
Cecil Taylor,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Brick,
Tomorrow,
Jeff Mills,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quando Quango,
Erasure,
Altered Images,
Josef K,
Deakin,
Todd Terry,
Silicon Teens,
Tommy Roe,
The Associates,
Lungfish,
Maurizio,
The Five Americans,
Kayak,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Soft Cell,
Stereo Dub,
Pole,
Hashim,
Nirvana,
Pantaleimon,
Isaac Hayes,
Index,
Scan 7,
KRS-One,
Cheater Slicks,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Searchers,
Aswad,
Leonard Cohen,
Blancmange,
Connie Case,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Reed,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.