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 Uganda and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Television Personalities to the dance 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Neil Young,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mars,
Liliput,
Von Mondo,
The Move,
Essential Logic,
The Martian,
Rakim,
Susan Cadogan,
Harry Pussy,
kango's stein massive,
The Evens,
Brass Construction,
Ituana,
Ken Boothe,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Holt,
JFA,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Saccharine Trust,
Deadbeat,
Skriet,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scion,
Glambeats Corp.,
AZ,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Massinfluence,
Marshall Jefferson,
X-101,
Vainqueur,
The Black Dice,
In Retrospect,
The Fortunes,
Magma,
Interpol,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Maleditus Sound,
Livin' Joy,
Average White Band,
Deepchord,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sandy B,
Isaac Hayes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aaron Thompson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
UT,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Chris Corsano,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Trumans Water,
KRS-One,
The Grass Roots,
Black Pus,
Lyres,
The Gun Club,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.