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 Lithuania 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stiv Bators,
Marshall Jefferson,
Flipper,
Arab on Radar,
Cymande,
The Searchers,
Vladislav Delay,
The Martian,
Mad Mike,
Cal Tjader,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barclay James Harvest,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tommy Roe,
Public Image Ltd.,
Radiohead,
Bootsy Collins,
Johnny Clarke,
Ludus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Wyatt,
Iggy Pop,
The Mojo Men,
Bad Manners,
Don Cherry,
Talk Talk,
Yazoo,
Zero Boys,
EPMD,
Marmalade,
Jacob Miller,
Infiniti,
The Red Krayola,
Brick,
Kevin Saunderson,
Boz Scaggs,
Hashim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Pretty Things,
Parry Music,
Spoonie Gee,
Avey Tare,
The Fire Engines,
Duran Duran,
Sonic Youth,
Delta 5,
Ponytail,
Barry Ungar,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jerry's Kids,
Erasure,
Ralphi Rosario,
Siglo XX,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
New York Dolls,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.