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 Tanzania and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Siglo XX to the grunge 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Lower 48,
Traffic Nightmare,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Quadrant,
Von Mondo,
The Slits,
Nils Olav,
Harry Pussy,
Cluster,
JFA,
Derrick Morgan,
Alice Coltrane,
Don Cherry,
E-Dancer,
Amazonics,
The Move,
New Age Steppers,
Can,
Lee Hazlewood,
Q and Not U,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gichy Dan,
10cc,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Leonard Cohen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sound,
Negative Approach,
Faraquet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Barry Ungar,
The Names,
Barrington Levy,
Liliput,
Black Moon,
Procol Harum,
Josef K,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lucky Dragons,
Deakin,
Index,
Black Flag,
Brass Construction,
Ronan,
A Certain Ratio,
Lindisfarne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Bar-Kays,
The J.B.'s,
Khruangbin,
Scratch Acid,
China Crisis,
The Real Kids,
Young Marble Giants,
the Sonics,
Lou Christie,
Susan Cadogan,
X-102,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.