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 Mali and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet 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 DJ Sneak to the grunge 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Max Romeo,
Junior Murvin,
Yusef Lateef,
Black Moon,
The Tremeloes,
The Vogues,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Slackers,
Neu!,
Thompson Twins,
the Swans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Joe Smooth,
Piero Umiliani,
Q and Not U,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blossom Toes,
Radiohead,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Patti Smith,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Sherman,
Eric Dolphy,
The Fugs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Suburban Knight,
Jeff Mills,
The Knickerbockers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Public Enemy,
Joe Finger,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Young Marble Giants,
Roger Hodgson,
Jandek,
The Happenings,
Babytalk,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Alison Limerick,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Offenders,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bauhaus,
Lou Reed,
Susan Cadogan,
Joey Negro,
Gerry Rafferty,
Blake Baxter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Albert Ayler,
Fugazi,
CMW,
The Remains,
Gang Gang Dance,
Toni Rubio,
H. Thieme,
The Mummies,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.