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 Belize and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe 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 A Certain Ratio to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
OOIOO,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sällskapet,
Minor Threat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gang of Four,
Harry Pussy,
Ken Boothe,
Barbara Tucker,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Juan Atkins,
The Residents,
Eric Copeland,
Bauhaus,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sugar Minott,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soft Machine,
Sun Ra,
Alton Ellis,
Mad Mike,
Magazine,
Kenny Larkin,
Goldenarms,
The Gories,
Flipper,
AZ,
The Knickerbockers,
The Standells,
F. McDonald,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pulsallama,
The Remains,
Audionom,
Howard Jones,
Little Man,
Funky Four + One,
Piero Umiliani,
Radio Birdman,
Colin Newman,
Oneida,
The Saints,
Lou Reed,
The Evens,
Crime,
10cc,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scientists,
Roger Hodgson,
Sparks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Big Daddy Kane,
K-Klass,
Dawn Penn,
Laurel Aitken,
A Certain Ratio,
Harpers Bizarre,
Morten Harket,
Fat Boys,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.