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 Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yaz to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
Blancmange,
Fluxion,
The Searchers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marmalade,
Bobby Womack,
8 Eyed Spy,
Peter and Kerry,
Pagans,
Niagra,
Grauzone,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Urselle,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deakin,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Con Funk Shun,
Cameo,
Fugazi,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Suburban Knight,
Isaac Hayes,
Bronski Beat,
Subhumans,
Magazine,
Agitation Free,
Kenny Larkin,
Supertramp,
The Busters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Freddie Wadling,
DJ Style,
The Fire Engines,
Black Pus,
Donny Hathaway,
Faust,
Robert Görl,
Lee Hazlewood,
Heaven 17,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Amon Düül,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Germs,
Mandrill,
the Swans,
The Cramps,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sound,
Babytalk,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
OOIOO,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tomorrow,
Slave,
Vainqueur,
Todd Terry,
Los Fastidios,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.