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 Peru and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 sitar 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 Soft Machine to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nils Olav,
Pussy Galore,
Alphaville,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Evens,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Audionom,
Warsaw,
Jacques Brel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Residents,
The Moleskins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Zero Boys,
The Slits,
John Lydon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Danielle Patucci,
The Saints,
The Durutti Column,
Harpers Bizarre,
Minor Threat,
David McCallum,
Ornette Coleman,
Basic Channel,
The Fuzztones,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Searchers,
Ken Boothe,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Motions,
Ludus,
Livin' Joy,
Gang of Four,
Black Bananas,
Black Pus,
X-102,
PIL,
Junior Murvin,
The Happenings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vainqueur,
Lalann,
Glenn Branca,
Masters at Work,
Flamin' Groovies,
Shoche,
Black Moon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Remains,
Blossom Toes,
Arab on Radar,
Smog,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lebanon Hanover,
The American Breed,
DNA,
Laurel Aitken,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeff Lynne,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.