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 Indonesia and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Von Mondo to the punk 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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Howard Jones,
Aswad,
Icehouse,
Bang On A Can,
Youth Brigade,
Trumans Water,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Johnny Clarke,
Dennis Brown,
The Mojo Men,
The Five Americans,
Rod Modell,
Bad Manners,
Todd Terry,
The Gladiators,
Jerry's Kids,
Black Moon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bootsy Collins,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Red Krayola,
Kas Product,
Rapeman,
The Selecter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Khruangbin,
Leonard Cohen,
Motorama,
Sound Behaviour,
Adolescents,
Oblivians,
Cheater Slicks,
Isaac Hayes,
Spandau Ballet,
Little Man,
The J.B.'s,
Zero Boys,
Scrapy,
Radio Birdman,
World's Most,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kerrie Biddell,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
PIL,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jacques Brel,
The Walker Brothers,
Lower 48,
Easy Going,
Peter and Kerry,
Radiohead,
Thompson Twins,
X-101,
The Young Rascals,
The Saints,
Rotary Connection,
Can,
Livin' Joy,
Joyce Sims,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.