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 Montenegro and from Calgary.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Barry Ungar to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gladiators,
The Dave Clark Five,
Saccharine Trust,
The Durutti Column,
the Germs,
Judy Mowatt,
Second Layer,
The Motions,
Bizarre Inc.,
Reuben Wilson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Depeche Mode,
The Alarm Clocks,
Peter & Gordon,
Oblivians,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
X-Ray Spex,
Marc Almond,
Niagra,
Bob Dylan,
Erykah Badu,
Kerrie Biddell,
Davy DMX,
The Knickerbockers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
China Crisis,
Pierre Henry,
Yaz,
Robert Görl,
Blancmange,
Swell Maps,
10cc,
The Pop Group,
Newcleus,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DJ Style,
Babytalk,
Wasted Youth,
Piero Umiliani,
Lalann,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eli Mardock,
Danielle Patucci,
Rod Modell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Blossom Toes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Royal Trux,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Standells,
Leonard Cohen,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Red Krayola,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.