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 Uganda and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Robert Hood to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer 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?
Royal Trux,
Dark Day,
David Axelrod,
Lalann,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Television,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camberwell Now,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Slits,
Freddie Wadling,
Theoretical Girls,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sister Nancy,
Ultravox,
The New Christs,
Procol Harum,
Max Romeo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Schoolly D,
Amon Düül II,
Essential Logic,
Surgeon,
Suicide,
Agent Orange,
Alice Coltrane,
The Five Americans,
Swans,
The Associates,
Johnny Osbourne,
Flash Fearless,
Bluetip,
Eric Dolphy,
Second Layer,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Star Department,
Michelle Simonal,
Brick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sam Rivers,
Saccharine Trust,
Fad Gadget,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
World's Most,
John Foxx,
Eurythmics,
Parry Music,
Cluster,
ABBA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Avey Tare,
Roxette,
Moby Grape,
Con Funk Shun,
Rhythm & Sound,
Faust,
Erykah Badu,
T.S.O.L.,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.