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 Liechtenstein and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pulsallama to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Y Pants,
Black Bananas,
The Pretty Things,
Camberwell Now,
Television Personalities,
the Association,
Aloha Tigers,
Heaven 17,
The Cowsills,
A Certain Ratio,
Joe Finger,
Echospace,
Gil Scott Heron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glenn Branca,
Sam Rivers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fela Kuti,
Brand Nubian,
Pharoah Sanders,
Masters at Work,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Slits,
The Skatalites,
Peter and Kerry,
Ten City,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
One Last Wish,
Bad Manners,
Drive Like Jehu,
The New Christs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Cale,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Roxy Music,
Agent Orange,
DNA,
Bootsy Collins,
Easy Going,
Talk Talk,
Alphaville,
Urselle,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fat Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
the Bar-Kays,
The Five Americans,
Ken Boothe,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Detroit Cobras,
Freddie Wadling,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Buckinghams,
In Retrospect,
X-Ray Spex,
The Blues Magoos,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.