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 Honduras and from Jakarta.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Electric Prunes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Grey Daturas,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Agent Orange,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joy Division,
Rhythm & Sound,
Zapp,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Invisible,
The Moody Blues,
Khruangbin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ralphi Rosario,
Clear Light,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kerrie Biddell,
The United States of America,
Eddi Front,
Pantaleimon,
Oblivians,
Royal Trux,
Isaac Hayes,
The Wake,
Amazonics,
Harry Pussy,
Rotary Connection,
Thompson Twins,
Matthew Halsall,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
X-102,
Be Bop Deluxe,
One Last Wish,
The Fortunes,
Donald Byrd,
Das Ding,
Scion,
Arthur Verocai,
Groovy Waters,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Slits,
Alice Coltrane,
World's Most,
Desert Stars,
Von Mondo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wasted Youth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roger Hodgson,
Dennis Brown,
EPMD,
The Dead C,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Suburban Knight,
Shuggie Otis,
Qualms,
Aaron Thompson,
the Bar-Kays,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.