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 Burkina and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer 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 Smog 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Harmonia,
Reagan Youth,
June Days,
Swans,
the Slits,
Dual Sessions,
Yazoo,
The Remains,
Pere Ubu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tomorrow,
The Skatalites,
Dave Gahan,
The Techniques,
Jesper Dahlback,
Model 500,
The Martian,
Marc Almond,
Lebanon Hanover,
Guru Guru,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Severed Heads,
Lakeside,
Ituana,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Livin' Joy,
Tears for Fears,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Little Man,
Fear,
Morten Harket,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Althea and Donna,
Wally Richardson,
48th St. Collective,
Radiohead,
Terry Callier,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pierre Henry,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Searchers,
Q and Not U,
Joensuu 1685,
Dark Day,
Slave,
Yaz,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Residents,
The United States of America,
Al Stewart,
Country Teasers,
Laurel Aitken,
The Selecter,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Nico,
Index,
Letta Mbulu,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Fire Engines,
Crooked Eye,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.