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 Thailand and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Popol Vuh to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fire Engines,
Lucky Dragons,
Marcia Griffiths,
Icehouse,
Reuben Wilson,
Zero Boys,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Loose Ends,
Dennis Brown,
ABBA,
Wally Richardson,
Los Fastidios,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Remains,
Sällskapet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Suicide,
Accadde A,
Amazonics,
Hoover,
Radio Birdman,
48th St. Collective,
Echospace,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Alison Limerick,
Pole,
Fluxion,
Drexciya,
The Fall,
These Immortal Souls,
Swell Maps,
Ponytail,
Suburban Knight,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Evens,
Bobby Womack,
The Smoke,
The Black Dice,
David McCallum,
Eddi Front,
Young Marble Giants,
CMW,
Kas Product,
Aswad,
Groovy Waters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Saccharine Trust,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Wake,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Peter and Kerry,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fear,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sam Rivers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.