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 Ivory Coast and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Leonard Cohen to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
The Selecter,
Soft Machine,
Freddie Wadling,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Minor Threat,
Brick,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
David Axelrod,
Grandmaster Flash,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Procol Harum,
Rakim,
Jeru the Damaja,
DJ Style,
A Certain Ratio,
Vainqueur,
The Monks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scion,
Pantaleimon,
Skarface,
Angry Samoans,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fire Engines,
Deakin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Clear Light,
Idris Muhammad,
The Toasters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hot Snakes,
Marine Girls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sight & Sound,
Fad Gadget,
Sugar Minott,
Accadde A,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jandek,
The Star Department,
Isaac Hayes,
Lucky Dragons,
The Angels of Light,
Marcia Griffiths,
Albert Ayler,
Television Personalities,
Bill Wells,
Camberwell Now,
Guru Guru,
The Monochrome Set,
Infiniti,
Junior Murvin,
Kas Product,
Gong,
Connie Case,
The American Breed,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Fuzztones,
K-Klass,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.