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 Israel and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Minor Threat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deepchord,
Sister Nancy,
Tubeway Army,
Sandy B,
Black Pus,
Todd Terry,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Smiths,
Alphaville,
Sun Ra,
EPMD,
Young Marble Giants,
Bill Wells,
Marine Girls,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Andrew Hill,
The Raincoats,
The Index,
The Invisible,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sarah Menescal,
Ossler,
Avey Tare,
Minutemen,
Surgeon,
Angry Samoans,
Harmonia,
Supertramp,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter and Kerry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Silicon Teens,
Maleditus Sound,
Jeru the Damaja,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Talk Talk,
The Golliwogs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wire,
Warren Ellis,
Byron Stingily,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dual Sessions,
Hot Snakes,
DJ Sneak,
Agitation Free,
The Fuzztones,
The Tremeloes,
Sex Pistols,
The Star Department,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Beau Brummels,
Television Personalities,
cv313,
Soul Sonic Force,
Iggy Pop,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Unwound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
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.