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 Palau and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Smog to the jazz 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Byron Stingily,
Alphaville,
Skriet,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cal Tjader,
Warren Ellis,
Schoolly D,
Robert Hood,
Bluetip,
Arab on Radar,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joy Division,
The Names,
Kayak,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Stooges,
X-101,
Hardrive,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vladislav Delay,
Agitation Free,
Roger Hodgson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Thee Headcoats,
Blossom Toes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soul II Soul,
Kurtis Blow,
Skarface,
DJ Style,
Talk Talk,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Moss Icon,
The Slits,
Index,
Model 500,
The Slackers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Man Eating Sloth,
Roy Ayers,
Sister Nancy,
H. Thieme,
New Age Steppers,
Cluster,
Cameo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crispian St. Peters,
Andrew Hill,
X-102,
Al Stewart,
Faust,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Aloha Tigers,
Black Bananas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Barbara Tucker,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dennis Brown,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.