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 Salvador.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Fire Engines to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Carl Craig,
Unrelated Segments,
Average White Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fugs,
Dead Boys,
Pulsallama,
The Mojo Men,
Warren Ellis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eli Mardock,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Real Kids,
Japan,
Dual Sessions,
Henry Cow,
Man Parrish,
Goldenarms,
Radio Birdman,
Hoover,
T.S.O.L.,
It's A Beautiful Day,
London Community Gospel Choir,
China Crisis,
Khruangbin,
Boredoms,
Fugazi,
the Sonics,
Piero Umiliani,
Magma,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Reed,
Grandmaster Flash,
Yazoo,
Pagans,
Sarah Menescal,
Kurtis Blow,
Robert Görl,
Banda Bassotti,
Scan 7,
Johnny Osbourne,
Metal Thangz,
Icehouse,
PIL,
The Dead C,
Danielle Patucci,
Camouflage,
Talk Talk,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Alice Coltrane,
The Buckinghams,
Bobby Sherman,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rakim,
The Birthday Party,
Suburban Knight,
The Neon Judgement,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.