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 Mali and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Inner City to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
John Holt,
OOIOO,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
One Last Wish,
Circle Jerks,
Little Man,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Young Marble Giants,
Joensuu 1685,
Toni Rubio,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cure,
Ronnie Foster,
Soul Sonic Force,
Icehouse,
Vainqueur,
Gabor Szabo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Panda Bear,
Vladislav Delay,
Youth Brigade,
Tubeway Army,
Ken Boothe,
Unwound,
The Human League,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bob Dylan,
Buzzcocks,
The Sonics,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Country Teasers,
Rufus Thomas,
Jeff Mills,
D'Angelo,
The Buckinghams,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Todd Terry,
Blake Baxter,
Judy Mowatt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
PIL,
Faraquet,
Davy DMX,
Camberwell Now,
Howard Jones,
World's Most,
Pharoah Sanders,
Intrusion,
The Residents,
The Count Five,
Lindisfarne,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Outsiders,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
David McCallum,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.