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 Turkey and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 Madrid and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Au Pairs to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Marine Girls,
Byron Stingily,
Pulsallama,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scientists,
Public Enemy,
The Gories,
ABC,
The Pretty Things,
Camouflage,
The Mojo Men,
Television Personalities,
OOIOO,
the Germs,
Gregory Isaacs,
K-Klass,
Lucky Dragons,
Moebius,
Agitation Free,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rotary Connection,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
48th St. Collective,
Jesper Dahlback,
Skaos,
Cecil Taylor,
Newcleus,
The American Breed,
Excepter,
the Association,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cybotron,
Echospace,
Loose Ends,
Dennis Brown,
Junior Murvin,
Jacob Miller,
Kenny Larkin,
The Golliwogs,
Guru Guru,
The Stooges,
Eve St. Jones,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pantytec,
Tommy Roe,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Patti Smith,
Neil Young,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Avey Tare,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang Green,
Trumans Water,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pussy Galore,
Wire,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.