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 Gabon and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Japan to the dance 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Lyres,
Interpol,
Khruangbin,
Yusef Lateef,
Terry Callier,
Skriet,
Peter & Gordon,
The Monochrome Set,
Q and Not U,
Kerrie Biddell,
Spoonie Gee,
Pantaleimon,
Drexciya,
The Gun Club,
Althea and Donna,
Kurtis Blow,
JFA,
Iggy Pop,
Joy Division,
The Beau Brummels,
Model 500,
Index,
Nik Kershaw,
Pantytec,
Supertramp,
The Searchers,
Young Marble Giants,
Swans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Aswad,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stockholm Monsters,
Peter and Kerry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rapeman,
Adolescents,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scratch Acid,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Junior Murvin,
Sun Ra,
Trumans Water,
Sugar Minott,
The Blues Magoos,
Procol Harum,
Duran Duran,
Jeru the Damaja,
DJ Sneak,
the Soft Cell,
Ice-T,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Newcleus,
The Techniques,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gories,
Sarah Menescal,
Soft Cell,
Roger Hodgson,
Cybotron,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.