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 Canada and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Ronan,
Negative Approach,
Sound Behaviour,
Yazoo,
Prince Buster,
10cc,
Robert Wyatt,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Associates,
Average White Band,
Visage,
World's Most,
Pole,
Peter and Kerry,
The Zeros,
Tommy Roe,
Nik Kershaw,
Bobby Byrd,
Young Marble Giants,
Radiohead,
One Last Wish,
Y Pants,
Matthew Halsall,
New York Dolls,
Nico,
Essential Logic,
The Buckinghams,
Steve Hackett,
Jeff Mills,
Sarah Menescal,
Rekid,
The Fuzztones,
Chris Corsano,
The J.B.'s,
Clear Light,
Model 500,
The Dead C,
Half Japanese,
Arthur Verocai,
Quadrant,
the Human League,
The Velvet Underground,
The Searchers,
Delta 5,
The Sound,
Aswad,
Oneida,
Marmalade,
Godley & Creme,
Kas Product,
Lungfish,
Nils Olav,
The Birthday Party,
Drive Like Jehu,
John Cale,
Bill Wells,
The Shadows of Knight,
Masters at Work,
Ultimate Spinach,
Q and Not U,
Popol Vuh,
Suicide,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.