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 Accra.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 The Walker Brothers to the grunge 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
The Vogues,
Fat Boys,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sound Behaviour,
LL Cool J,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wings,
The Neon Judgement,
Organ,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gang of Four,
Scan 7,
Crash Course in Science,
Reagan Youth,
Letta Mbulu,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Prince Buster,
Soft Machine,
DJ Sneak,
Kenny Larkin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Slave,
The Golliwogs,
MDC,
Negative Approach,
Isaac Hayes,
Harmonia,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Human League,
The Residents,
Nirvana,
Index,
The Seeds,
Rhythm & Sound,
Angry Samoans,
Blossom Toes,
Ossler,
Hot Snakes,
Television Personalities,
Eric Dolphy,
Gichy Dan,
John Cale,
Unrelated Segments,
Joyce Sims,
Jawbox,
The J.B.'s,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ornette Coleman,
Boogie Down Productions,
Whodini,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Amon Düül,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brick,
Heaven 17,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Todd Rundgren,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.