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 Tajikistan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Delon & Dalcan to the electroclash 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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Letta Mbulu,
Minnie Riperton,
Hot Snakes,
The Gun Club,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Durutti Column,
The Victims,
Mo-Dettes,
48th St. Collective,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jesper Dahlback,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eli Mardock,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ken Boothe,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Sherman,
Ponytail,
Nik Kershaw,
Main Source,
Erasure,
Symarip,
La Düsseldorf,
KRS-One,
Soft Machine,
the Human League,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Index,
Japan,
Swell Maps,
Parry Music,
The Moleskins,
Warren Ellis,
Loose Ends,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Isaac Hayes,
Fear,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Faraquet,
Bad Manners,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Lindisfarne,
James White and The Blacks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sugar Minott,
Don Cherry,
The Grass Roots,
the Sonics,
Desert Stars,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cramps,
Bill Wells,
June Days,
Zapp,
D'Angelo,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.