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 Japan and from Mexico City.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Minnie Riperton to the disco 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Yazoo,
The Velvet Underground,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Charles Mingus,
The Gladiators,
Yusef Lateef,
Moss Icon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Radiohead,
Neu!,
Accadde A,
The Skatalites,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deadbeat,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Fugs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Inner City,
Easy Going,
DNA,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marc Almond,
FM Einheit,
Siglo XX,
The Knickerbockers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Masters at Work,
The Cowsills,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bill Near,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Mojo Men,
Infiniti,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Zapp,
Franke,
Funkadelic,
Yaz,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Livin' Joy,
Freddie Wadling,
The Slits,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gang Gang Dance,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gong,
Aaron Thompson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nick Fraelich,
Joy Division,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jerry's Kids,
Boogie Down Productions,
Urselle,
Hoover,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.