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 Lebanon and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 snare 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 MDC to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Stereo Dub,
Cal Tjader,
Jandek,
The Litter,
Arcadia,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Martian,
Vainqueur,
Cluster,
David Axelrod,
Sister Nancy,
Supertramp,
MC5,
The Count Five,
Malaria!,
The Motions,
Public Image Ltd.,
Absolute Body Control,
Barbara Tucker,
Camberwell Now,
Masters at Work,
Crash Course in Science,
Rosa Yemen,
John Cale,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lee Hazlewood,
Matthew Halsall,
Wolf Eyes,
Sarah Menescal,
The Fugs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tom Boy,
Thompson Twins,
Quadrant,
Dead Boys,
Pylon,
UT,
Radiohead,
Sun City Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Amon Düül II,
Pere Ubu,
Soul II Soul,
Barrington Levy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Big Daddy Kane,
Reagan Youth,
Joe Smooth,
Cecil Taylor,
Josef K,
Negative Approach,
KRS-One,
cv313,
Jerry's Kids,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Section 25,
Porter Ricks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Excepter,
Pussy Galore,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.