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 New Zealand and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Massinfluence to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Dave Clark Five,
T.S.O.L.,
Anthony Braxton,
David Bowie,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lightning Bolt,
Dennis Brown,
Das Ding,
Radiopuhelimet,
Royal Trux,
Schoolly D,
Television,
Rosa Yemen,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Colin Newman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Con Funk Shun,
Amon Düül II,
Q65,
B.T. Express,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Groovy Waters,
Khruangbin,
Maurizio,
Aural Exciters,
Moebius,
Althea and Donna,
Young Marble Giants,
The Residents,
Nik Kershaw,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Aloha Tigers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fugs,
Pantaleimon,
Cluster,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Christie,
The Electric Prunes,
The Happenings,
Pharoah Sanders,
Quando Quango,
Bill Wells,
Fluxion,
These Immortal Souls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Moon,
Kenny Larkin,
Vladislav Delay,
Connie Case,
John Foxx,
The Busters,
Marvin Gaye,
Bush Tetras,
Cal Tjader,
Albert Ayler,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.