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 Madagascar and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro 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 Moss Icon to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s 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 Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Lucky Dragons,
Susan Cadogan,
David Bowie,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Barrington Levy,
Suburban Knight,
Outsiders,
AZ,
the Sonics,
Scientists,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Agent Orange,
The Moody Blues,
Marcia Griffiths,
China Crisis,
Fatback Band,
The Pretty Things,
Matthew Bourne,
Yaz,
Colin Newman,
Adolescents,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Junior Murvin,
Main Source,
Ultra Naté,
Schoolly D,
Index,
Donny Hathaway,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eric Copeland,
Bauhaus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Maurizio,
Basic Channel,
Jerry's Kids,
48th St. Collective,
Piero Umiliani,
Oneida,
Soulsonic Force,
Kerri Chandler,
X-Ray Spex,
Crispian St. Peters,
Davy DMX,
Sound Behaviour,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Unwound,
Crooked Eye,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tom Boy,
Motorama,
Blossom Toes,
The Saints,
The Cure,
Lalann,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.