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 Kuwait and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro 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 The Divine Comedy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tommy Roe,
Wasted Youth,
The Motions,
Blossom Toes,
Pantaleimon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Basic Channel,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Marshall Jefferson,
Connie Case,
Chrome,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
David Bowie,
The Sonics,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gabor Szabo,
Oblivians,
Jeff Lynne,
Ice-T,
Anakelly,
The Fall,
Joensuu 1685,
Roxy Music,
Barbara Tucker,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Trojans,
Cal Tjader,
This Heat,
The Happenings,
The Mummies,
The Martian,
The Moleskins,
Public Enemy,
Soul II Soul,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fear,
The Cramps,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Steve Hackett,
Hasil Adkins,
The Birthday Party,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Glenn Branca,
Yaz,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jacques Brel,
New Order,
the Bar-Kays,
Grauzone,
Cybotron,
Faraquet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Buzzcocks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.