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 Gambia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 marimba 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 Scientists to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
Pere Ubu,
Lakeside,
D'Angelo,
The Standells,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jawbox,
Warsaw,
Marcia Griffiths,
Television,
Qualms,
Infiniti,
Joyce Sims,
Massinfluence,
Reagan Youth,
New Age Steppers,
Toni Rubio,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nirvana,
The Smiths,
World's Most,
Brothers Johnson,
Au Pairs,
the Soft Cell,
AZ,
Pulsallama,
Reuben Wilson,
The Residents,
Rakim,
H. Thieme,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Make Up,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Shuggie Otis,
Ornette Coleman,
Anthony Braxton,
Franke,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Cramps,
The Searchers,
Schoolly D,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Camberwell Now,
Rufus Thomas,
Sonic Youth,
Unwound,
Mark Hollis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Slits,
Altered Images,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Peter & Gordon,
Flipper,
Ronan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roxy Music,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Busters,
B.T. Express,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.