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 Marshall Islands and from Seoul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Little Man to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Letta Mbulu,
The Selecter,
The New Christs,
Fear,
Albert Ayler,
The Motions,
Davy DMX,
Theoretical Girls,
Judy Mowatt,
Iggy Pop,
Wings,
Rekid,
The Busters,
Erykah Badu,
The Toasters,
The Martian,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pole,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sarah Menescal,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Quando Quango,
Bizarre Inc.,
Al Stewart,
New York Dolls,
Gang of Four,
Franke,
Pharoah Sanders,
AZ,
Bauhaus,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Byrd,
Donald Byrd,
Silicon Teens,
Cymande,
the Normal,
Cecil Taylor,
Magma,
June Days,
The Cure,
Stiv Bators,
Royal Trux,
Popol Vuh,
Masters at Work,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lungfish,
Television Personalities,
Glenn Branca,
The Remains,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nas,
Loose Ends,
Radio Birdman,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marvin Gaye,
The Human League,
The Star Department,
Crash Course in Science,
Rapeman,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.