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 Solomon Islands and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord 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 EPMD to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Golliwogs,
Black Bananas,
Black Sheep,
Marine Girls,
Stetsasonic,
Nick Fraelich,
Animal Collective,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pharoah Sanders,
Robert Hood,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
David McCallum,
Lungfish,
a-ha,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Theoretical Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
EPMD,
Liliput,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fear,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Porter Ricks,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Buckinghams,
the Human League,
Reuben Wilson,
Index,
Average White Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jeff Lynne,
Wally Richardson,
The Moody Blues,
Sixth Finger,
The Modern Lovers,
Marvin Gaye,
cv313,
Youth Brigade,
Thompson Twins,
Nation of Ulysses,
Vladislav Delay,
the Association,
Byron Stingily,
Guru Guru,
Panda Bear,
The Tremeloes,
Charles Mingus,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scrapy,
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scion,
The Black Dice,
F. McDonald,
Rekid,
MC5,
Rufus Thomas,
Negative Approach,
Bootsy Collins,
Brass Construction,
Cecil Taylor,
Be Bop Deluxe,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.