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 Tonga 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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Warsaw to the rock 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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
The Blues Magoos,
Theoretical Girls,
Q65,
The Neon Judgement,
Tres Demented,
The Fortunes,
Babytalk,
Grauzone,
The Dirtbombs,
Shuggie Otis,
The Birthday Party,
Cluster,
Thompson Twins,
Livin' Joy,
Country Teasers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Shoche,
Aswad,
The Star Department,
Alison Limerick,
Todd Terry,
Joey Negro,
Pantaleimon,
Kaleidoscope,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Magma,
Flash Fearless,
Archie Shepp,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joyce Sims,
Peter and Kerry,
The Cramps,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Freddie Wadling,
Barrington Levy,
A Certain Ratio,
Deadbeat,
Negative Approach,
The Moody Blues,
Gong,
Glambeats Corp.,
Darondo,
Saccharine Trust,
Dennis Brown,
The Sonics,
Harpers Bizarre,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Crash Course in Science,
Youth Brigade,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Interpol,
Gerry Rafferty,
Drexciya,
Jesper Dahlback,
ABC,
Wally Richardson,
The Five Americans,
Derrick Morgan,
The Doors,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tubeway Army,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.