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 East Timor and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Kayak to the dance 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Radiohead,
DNA,
Scratch Acid,
The United States of America,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dead Boys,
Section 25,
Rekid,
Essential Logic,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Byrd,
Crash Course in Science,
Half Japanese,
Kayak,
cv313,
New York Dolls,
Monolake,
Morten Harket,
Swans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Donald Byrd,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Monks,
X-Ray Spex,
Ronnie Foster,
Yazoo,
Amazonics,
The Moody Blues,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Excepter,
Aural Exciters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Lydon,
Peter and Kerry,
Stetsasonic,
Arab on Radar,
Derrick Morgan,
Arcadia,
Marc Almond,
Gang of Four,
Bush Tetras,
Bill Wells,
Scott Walker,
Piero Umiliani,
Marvin Gaye,
Pantaleimon,
Terry Callier,
Interpol,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Searchers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Quantec,
The Pretty Things,
Alton Ellis,
Howard Jones,
Soft Machine,
Neu!,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.