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 France and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Birthday Party to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Modern Lovers,
Panda Bear,
Model 500,
Scratch Acid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Massinfluence,
Wire,
Crash Course in Science,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tres Demented,
Vladislav Delay,
Letta Mbulu,
Wally Richardson,
Leonard Cohen,
The Residents,
Circle Jerks,
Ken Boothe,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Loose Ends,
China Crisis,
Jeff Lynne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hoover,
Pylon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Slits,
Agent Orange,
The Cramps,
Kenny Larkin,
K-Klass,
Nas,
Cymande,
The Tremeloes,
The Zeros,
Eli Mardock,
Max Romeo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Donald Byrd,
Erasure,
Ultimate Spinach,
Deadbeat,
Lakeside,
The Electric Prunes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Human League,
Ponytail,
Mission of Burma,
The Gladiators,
Urselle,
Barbara Tucker,
Ludus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Wake,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Unrelated Segments,
KRS-One,
Cybotron,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.