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 Nigeria and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Flesh Eaters to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
The Wake,
Bob Dylan,
Rapeman,
Pole,
Rekid,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Foxx,
Josef K,
Ralphi Rosario,
Aural Exciters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Reagan Youth,
Connie Case,
The Fuzztones,
Nation of Ulysses,
Boz Scaggs,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül II,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Prince Buster,
Kerri Chandler,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Avey Tare,
Johnny Clarke,
Kaleidoscope,
Black Bananas,
The Saints,
The Misunderstood,
Sun City Girls,
Amazonics,
the Swans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Echospace,
L. Decosne,
EPMD,
Ituana,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Dirtbombs,
Erykah Badu,
Guru Guru,
Technova,
Lee Hazlewood,
Davy DMX,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Matthew Halsall,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pussy Galore,
Cecil Taylor,
Gang of Four,
Metal Thangz,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Graham Central Station,
Pylon,
The Skatalites,
Black Moon,
Fluxion,
Animal Collective,
The Mummies,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.