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 Iran and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Invisible to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sparks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Doors,
Piero Umiliani,
The Selecter,
Albert Ayler,
FM Einheit,
Nils Olav,
Unrelated Segments,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Schoolly D,
X-Ray Spex,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Moss Icon,
Kurtis Blow,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Swell Maps,
Idris Muhammad,
Wasted Youth,
Angry Samoans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Blues Magoos,
Index,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Blackbyrds,
The Evens,
Urselle,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Names,
Minnie Riperton,
Barry Ungar,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Sound,
The J.B.'s,
John Holt,
Scott Walker,
Ronan,
Eurythmics,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Görl,
Crispy Ambulance,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
DJ Sneak,
Todd Rundgren,
Josef K,
The Real Kids,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gregory Isaacs,
Parry Music,
Matthew Bourne,
The Dead C,
The Standells,
MC5,
Boredoms,
Peter & Gordon,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.