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 Slovenia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Little Man to the jazz 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Adolescents,
Hasil Adkins,
Bobby Womack,
Nirvana,
The Music Machine,
Mr. Review,
Spoonie Gee,
Massinfluence,
Swans,
Morten Harket,
Bill Near,
Symarip,
Joe Finger,
Average White Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Boredoms,
Bobby Byrd,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rakim,
Ituana,
Roxette,
Lucky Dragons,
The Blackbyrds,
Dawn Penn,
Young Marble Giants,
Avey Tare,
Scion,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Christie,
Black Moon,
The Walker Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Glambeats Corp.,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cybotron,
Althea and Donna,
The Residents,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Moby Grape,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Young Rascals,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
The Five Americans,
Prince Buster,
Deadbeat,
Jeff Lynne,
F. McDonald,
Derrick Morgan,
Reagan Youth,
Max Romeo,
The United States of America,
The Monks,
Aaron Thompson,
Clear Light,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.