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 Guatemala and from Beijing.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Zeros to the electroclash 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Joyce Sims,
Ronan,
Vainqueur,
Bad Manners,
The Grass Roots,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
L. Decosne,
Yellowson,
Alison Limerick,
Fatback Band,
The Doors,
Curtis Mayfield,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Flag,
The Golliwogs,
Freddie Wadling,
Tubeway Army,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Residents,
Tom Boy,
The Electric Prunes,
Barbara Tucker,
Charles Mingus,
R.M.O.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Monolake,
Brand Nubian,
DNA,
Metal Thangz,
Arab on Radar,
Excepter,
Popol Vuh,
Michelle Simonal,
The Gladiators,
David Bowie,
Wally Richardson,
Hoover,
Bobby Womack,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultimate Spinach,
La Düsseldorf,
Nick Fraelich,
Lower 48,
Marc Almond,
Public Enemy,
The Smiths,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Khruangbin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fear,
CMW,
Alice Coltrane,
Slave,
Marvin Gaye,
Soul Sonic Force,
Organ,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.