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 Georgia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
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 808 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 Half Japanese to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultra Naté,
the Germs,
Yusef Lateef,
Mars,
Panda Bear,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marvin Gaye,
Kas Product,
The Victims,
DJ Sneak,
MC5,
PIL,
The Offenders,
New York Dolls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Interpol,
Kerrie Biddell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Erykah Badu,
Subhumans,
Chris Corsano,
Piero Umiliani,
Blancmange,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roxy Music,
Mr. Review,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Goldenarms,
Minnie Riperton,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eden Ahbez,
Deepchord,
T.S.O.L.,
Nirvana,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
L. Decosne,
Deakin,
Morten Harket,
Qualms,
Delon & Dalcan,
Little Man,
Radiohead,
Amazonics,
Rakim,
Colin Newman,
The Toasters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Mighty Diamonds,
D'Angelo,
Barrington Levy,
Derrick Morgan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Moebius,
Todd Rundgren,
Jandek,
the Sonics,
Aloha Tigers,
Shuggie Otis,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.