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 Zimbabwe and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Donald Fagen 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 techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fall. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bad Manners,
Deakin,
Urselle,
DJ Style,
Jerry's Kids,
The Toasters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Althea and Donna,
Echospace,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quando Quango,
Sight & Sound,
Moebius,
The Birthday Party,
the Soft Cell,
Sexual Harrassment,
In Retrospect,
The American Breed,
Half Japanese,
Camouflage,
Scion,
The Divine Comedy,
Lou Reed,
Eurythmics,
Ralphi Rosario,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Star Department,
Marmalade,
Circle Jerks,
Terry Callier,
Pierre Henry,
the Normal,
The Mojo Men,
Dennis Brown,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cymande,
The Buckinghams,
The Dirtbombs,
Theoretical Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marcia Griffiths,
Patti Smith,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ronnie Foster,
Adolescents,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang of Four,
The Searchers,
Tubeway Army,
Kenny Larkin,
Crooked Eye,
Josef K,
Matthew Halsall,
The Grass Roots,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.