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 Liberia and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Beau Brummels to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Move. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Max Romeo,
Ornette Coleman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Surgeon,
Morten Harket,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Amazonics,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Durutti Column,
David Bowie,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hot Snakes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rosa Yemen,
The Happenings,
Babytalk,
Camberwell Now,
Schoolly D,
Eric Dolphy,
Ossler,
Los Fastidios,
Kool Moe Dee,
Flash Fearless,
Sixth Finger,
The Wake,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sarah Menescal,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Underground Resistance,
Ice-T,
Deadbeat,
The Sonics,
Pulsallama,
The Raincoats,
Whodini,
Kayak,
Index,
Skarface,
John Coltrane,
The Barracudas,
Youth Brigade,
Section 25,
Mars,
Grey Daturas,
Motorama,
Mantronix,
Terrestrial Tones,
K-Klass,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Litter,
June Days,
Bobby Sherman,
Aural Exciters,
Kaleidoscope,
Susan Cadogan,
Can,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.