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 Trinidad & Tobago 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord 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 the Association to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Soft Machine,
The American Breed,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Anakelly,
Alice Coltrane,
The Raincoats,
Rotary Connection,
Stetsasonic,
The Fall,
The Young Rascals,
Young Marble Giants,
Vladislav Delay,
Robert Wyatt,
Skarface,
The J.B.'s,
Wasted Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
Maurizio,
The Evens,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Happenings,
ABBA,
Eddi Front,
Barry Ungar,
Ultravox,
Hoover,
Public Image Ltd.,
Yazoo,
The Trojans,
The Golliwogs,
Danielle Patucci,
Q65,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sister Nancy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Morten Harket,
Harry Pussy,
Skaos,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Magma,
Intrusion,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Slits,
Agent Orange,
Faraquet,
The Dirtbombs,
Brothers Johnson,
Radio Birdman,
Talk Talk,
Boredoms,
Surgeon,
Make Up,
Pole,
Second Layer,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Dave Clark Five,
DJ Style,
Nico,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.