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 Oman and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 rhodes 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Pantytec,
Tubeway Army,
Joyce Sims,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Can,
Soft Machine,
Agent Orange,
Michelle Simonal,
Quantec,
The Invisible,
Bobby Byrd,
Lalann,
DJ Style,
Ituana,
X-101,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Groovy Waters,
Laurel Aitken,
Fluxion,
Los Fastidios,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cluster,
Drexciya,
MC5,
Q and Not U,
Gang Starr,
Pylon,
Roxy Music,
Yellowson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Gories,
Black Bananas,
Liliput,
Harpers Bizarre,
Don Cherry,
Ohio Players,
Public Enemy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Glenn Branca,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Moon,
Radio Birdman,
The Fortunes,
Steve Hackett,
These Immortal Souls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Amon Düül II,
Ronnie Foster,
Eden Ahbez,
Little Man,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fort Wilson Riot,
cv313,
Bad Manners,
Saccharine Trust,
Technova,
Jerry's Kids,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Von Mondo,
Boz Scaggs,
Dorothy Ashby,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.