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 Italy and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the electroclash 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tommy Roe,
Rotary Connection,
Nico,
In Retrospect,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Negative Approach,
Boz Scaggs,
Henry Cow,
10cc,
Magma,
Whodini,
Siglo XX,
Pagans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Essential Logic,
Kenny Larkin,
Liliput,
The Golliwogs,
Thee Headcoats,
Arthur Verocai,
Nik Kershaw,
Amon Düül,
Section 25,
Soft Machine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Aswad,
CMW,
Hoover,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sight & Sound,
The Busters,
Wings,
Fatback Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Erykah Badu,
Television,
R.M.O.,
The Fall,
Isaac Hayes,
Piero Umiliani,
Mark Hollis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pere Ubu,
Crispy Ambulance,
Josef K,
Rufus Thomas,
Ponytail,
Supertramp,
OOIOO,
June Days,
Ronan,
Khruangbin,
Robert Görl,
Joe Smooth,
Junior Murvin,
Tears for Fears,
The Residents,
B.T. Express,
Electric Prunes,
The Evens,
The Dead C,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.