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 Vanuatu and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Country Teasers to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Hoover,
The American Breed,
Circle Jerks,
Crooked Eye,
The Cowsills,
Skriet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wolf Eyes,
B.T. Express,
the Slits,
Organ,
Kenny Larkin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Guru Guru,
Symarip,
Marshall Jefferson,
MC5,
Intrusion,
Supertramp,
Fad Gadget,
Soul Sonic Force,
H. Thieme,
Judy Mowatt,
Half Japanese,
Letta Mbulu,
The Zeros,
Jacob Miller,
In Retrospect,
Toni Rubio,
The Index,
Can,
AZ,
Jeff Lynne,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crime,
The Gun Club,
The Litter,
Jeff Mills,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deakin,
Smog,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joey Negro,
Peter & Gordon,
Chris & Cosey,
Absolute Body Control,
Y Pants,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Moleskins,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barrington Levy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gang of Four,
This Heat,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jacques Brel,
Todd Rundgren,
Darondo,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.