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 Albania and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 Durutti Column to the grime 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Monochrome Set,
Aural Exciters,
Roxette,
The Offenders,
Qualms,
Sugar Minott,
Minor Threat,
Main Source,
Terry Callier,
Scrapy,
Massinfluence,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dual Sessions,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
B.T. Express,
The Mojo Men,
Von Mondo,
The American Breed,
Index,
Faraquet,
Matthew Halsall,
T. Rex,
Deepchord,
a-ha,
The Young Rascals,
Hardrive,
Metal Thangz,
Echospace,
Delta 5,
Easy Going,
Hoover,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Reagan Youth,
Darondo,
Dawn Penn,
Boz Scaggs,
Leonard Cohen,
Unrelated Segments,
John Cale,
John Coltrane,
Cecil Taylor,
Godley & Creme,
Pulsallama,
Yellowson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
X-101,
Graham Central Station,
F. McDonald,
Sällskapet,
Marvin Gaye,
Wolf Eyes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Simply Red,
Davy DMX,
Slave,
Black Sheep,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.