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 Papua New Guinea and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 DJ Style to the grime 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
In Retrospect,
Johnny Osbourne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Warsaw,
Sarah Menescal,
Deepchord,
Lou Reed,
Bauhaus,
The Standells,
Jeff Mills,
Visage,
Theoretical Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
Scientists,
Guru Guru,
The Fugs,
Main Source,
Gang Green,
Neil Young,
The Skatalites,
Wasted Youth,
Half Japanese,
Nils Olav,
the Swans,
The Star Department,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nick Fraelich,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mummies,
Inner City,
Delta 5,
Public Image Ltd.,
Todd Rundgren,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Slackers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Leonard Cohen,
Yellowson,
The Walker Brothers,
Roger Hodgson,
Schoolly D,
Glenn Branca,
Donny Hathaway,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scrapy,
David Axelrod,
Pagans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Enemy,
Dave Gahan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Raincoats,
Von Mondo,
The Black Dice,
Pole,
Judy Mowatt,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.