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 Uruguay and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aural Exciters,
Intrusion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bronski Beat,
Oblivians,
The Litter,
The Gories,
Girls At Our Best!,
Derrick May,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Roxette,
OOIOO,
Howard Jones,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brass Construction,
Maleditus Sound,
Zero Boys,
The Searchers,
Camberwell Now,
Lakeside,
Agent Orange,
Pylon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Visage,
LL Cool J,
Yellowson,
Flipper,
Gil Scott Heron,
The United States of America,
Vladislav Delay,
Wings,
DJ Style,
Robert Görl,
The J.B.'s,
R.M.O.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Last Poets,
Soft Machine,
Cymande,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fela Kuti,
Unwound,
Animal Collective,
Matthew Bourne,
Jimmy McGriff,
Television Personalities,
Joey Negro,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Frankie Knuckles,
F. McDonald,
Section 25,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Heaven 17,
Electric Prunes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Alarm Clocks,
Monks,
EPMD,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.