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 Belarus and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet 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 Visage to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Skaos,
Tim Buckley,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Clarke,
Alton Ellis,
Dual Sessions,
Sexual Harrassment,
Silicon Teens,
Lightning Bolt,
Pharoah Sanders,
Barbara Tucker,
Ponytail,
Junior Murvin,
The Gap Band,
a-ha,
E-Dancer,
The Star Department,
DNA,
Yazoo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Knickerbockers,
Aaron Thompson,
The Selecter,
Dennis Brown,
The Names,
Lee Hazlewood,
Peter & Gordon,
Young Marble Giants,
Oblivians,
John Cale,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultra Naté,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tubeway Army,
John Coltrane,
Livin' Joy,
This Heat,
The Saints,
Grandmaster Flash,
Intrusion,
Arcadia,
Faust,
Swell Maps,
Gang Starr,
Clear Light,
The Pretty Things,
Babytalk,
Hot Snakes,
The Real Kids,
Ituana,
Chris Corsano,
The United States of America,
New York Dolls,
Unrelated Segments,
Tom Boy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
cv313,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.