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 Czech Republic and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar 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 The Slackers to the disco 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Das Ding,
David Axelrod,
Jacques Brel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
In Retrospect,
Sun Ra,
This Heat,
Alton Ellis,
The Tremeloes,
Mandrill,
Fad Gadget,
Fat Boys,
Zapp,
The Doors,
Sound Behaviour,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Television,
Khruangbin,
Jacob Miller,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Misunderstood,
Anthony Braxton,
Model 500,
Rotary Connection,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Adolescents,
Buzzcocks,
Crash Course in Science,
The Saints,
Electric Prunes,
Gabor Szabo,
Sarah Menescal,
Underground Resistance,
Black Flag,
Hardrive,
Kurtis Blow,
Zero Boys,
Frankie Knuckles,
Erykah Badu,
Sun City Girls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Barracudas,
Matthew Halsall,
Grandmaster Flash,
Soul Sonic Force,
Graham Central Station,
Marine Girls,
The Real Kids,
Robert Hood,
Althea and Donna,
Isaac Hayes,
The Music Machine,
Janne Schatter,
Altered Images,
Franke,
Funkadelic,
Stetsasonic,
Vladislav Delay,
Stockholm Monsters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Aural Exciters,
Half Japanese,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.