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 Turkmenistan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 David Bowie 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 One Last Wish to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Junior Murvin,
Slave,
Warren Ellis,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ten City,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gichy Dan,
X-101,
The Human League,
H. Thieme,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Sonics,
Silicon Teens,
Boredoms,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Anthony Braxton,
Dark Day,
The Monochrome Set,
K-Klass,
The Fortunes,
Talk Talk,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wally Richardson,
Spandau Ballet,
Joe Finger,
Japan,
Joey Negro,
DNA,
Franke,
Pylon,
Brand Nubian,
Fatback Band,
Shoche,
Derrick Morgan,
Das Ding,
Kool Moe Dee,
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Freddie Wadling,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Neu!,
Isaac Hayes,
Slick Rick,
Dave Gahan,
Babytalk,
Youth Brigade,
the Bar-Kays,
Bush Tetras,
The Slackers,
Guru Guru,
Pantaleimon,
Unwound,
Altered Images,
Ken Boothe,
Thompson Twins,
Jerry's Kids,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.