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 Senegal and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Clear Light to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Blossom Toes,
L. Decosne,
Monks,
Altered Images,
Soul II Soul,
Eli Mardock,
Mantronix,
Joy Division,
PIL,
Eve St. Jones,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Thee Headcoats,
Bobby Womack,
Public Image Ltd.,
Theoretical Girls,
Japan,
Matthew Bourne,
Metal Thangz,
The Knickerbockers,
Angry Samoans,
The Moleskins,
Inner City,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Dead C,
Moebius,
Sun City Girls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Electric Prunes,
Blake Baxter,
Traffic Nightmare,
Skarface,
Minny Pops,
Camberwell Now,
Gang Green,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Glenn Branca,
Electric Prunes,
48th St. Collective,
It's A Beautiful Day,
10cc,
Althea and Donna,
FM Einheit,
Audionom,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sexual Harrassment,
Radio Birdman,
Maurizio,
Kas Product,
Connie Case,
Subhumans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Roger Hodgson,
The Neon Judgement,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gang Starr,
Marshall Jefferson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Maleditus Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.