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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Von Mondo to the rock 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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Wire,
Ludus,
Cecil Taylor,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cameo,
Wings,
The Doors,
New Age Steppers,
Rakim,
Cheater Slicks,
Los Fastidios,
Half Japanese,
Josef K,
Boredoms,
Albert Ayler,
Erasure,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Thee Headcoats,
Monks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flash Fearless,
The Five Americans,
Skarface,
the Sonics,
Agent Orange,
Dead Boys,
The Walker Brothers,
Stiv Bators,
Public Enemy,
Glenn Branca,
Freddie Wadling,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Harry Pussy,
Saccharine Trust,
The Velvet Underground,
John Cale,
Traffic Nightmare,
L. Decosne,
Moss Icon,
New Order,
Kaleidoscope,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marcia Griffiths,
Television,
The Saints,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Slackers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Sheep,
Gang Green,
Rekid,
The Mummies,
Essential Logic,
Lalann,
Agitation Free,
Joyce Sims,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nirvana,
Zero Boys,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.