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 Serbia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Zero Boys to the jazz 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Joy Division,
UT,
Yaz,
Don Cherry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Holt,
Theoretical Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Subhumans,
Royal Trux,
Gichy Dan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
David Axelrod,
Wolf Eyes,
Sonic Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scrapy,
Hot Snakes,
Tim Buckley,
Bobby Byrd,
World's Most,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Connie Case,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wire,
X-101,
Lyres,
Average White Band,
The Mojo Men,
Basic Channel,
Robert Görl,
Audionom,
Crime,
The Fortunes,
Tommy Roe,
ABBA,
Gastr Del Sol,
Make Up,
Alison Limerick,
Stetsasonic,
Blake Baxter,
John Cale,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Accadde A,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Blues Magoos,
Los Fastidios,
Agent Orange,
Can,
Underground Resistance,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Loose Ends,
Hasil Adkins,
Main Source,
Minny Pops,
Eve St. Jones,
Matthew Halsall,
Livin' Joy,
The Star Department,
Bang On A Can,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.