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 Morocco and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Evens to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Youth Brigade,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dead Boys,
Minnie Riperton,
The Associates,
Siglo XX,
Arab on Radar,
CMW,
Audionom,
The Residents,
Rhythm & Sound,
Max Romeo,
Symarip,
Technova,
The Grass Roots,
Frankie Knuckles,
Accadde A,
Thee Headcoats,
Goldenarms,
Ponytail,
Man Eating Sloth,
LL Cool J,
Wally Richardson,
Howard Jones,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Silicon Teens,
Mandrill,
The Happenings,
Skaos,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bobby Sherman,
Lee Hazlewood,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Victims,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sound Behaviour,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mad Mike,
Intrusion,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Archie Shepp,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Zeros,
Tres Demented,
Barry Ungar,
Beasts of Bourbon,
D'Angelo,
Glenn Branca,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Mummies,
Todd Rundgren,
Deepchord,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wasted Youth,
Tears for Fears,
The Raincoats,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.