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 Chile and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rotary Connection to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Scratch Acid,
Eden Ahbez,
The Velvet Underground,
Crispian St. Peters,
Chris Corsano,
Marmalade,
Visage,
The United States of America,
Yaz,
Bob Dylan,
The Modern Lovers,
Faust,
Peter & Gordon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Mojo Men,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Buzzcocks,
Stetsasonic,
Jandek,
X-101,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roxette,
Massinfluence,
Lalo Schifrin,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Public Enemy,
The Saints,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lyres,
Joensuu 1685,
Pulsallama,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Byrd,
The Young Rascals,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Clarke,
Yazoo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Unrelated Segments,
Second Layer,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Smog,
Deakin,
The Searchers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Girls At Our Best!,
Malaria!,
The Move,
Funky Four + One,
Joey Negro,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
KRS-One,
The Techniques,
Aural Exciters,
The Slackers,
Sparks,
Crime,
Dawn Penn,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.