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 Palau and from Bologna.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fugazi to the grime 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Dead C,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Pop Group,
Jeff Lynne,
Pagans,
Sonic Youth,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Toasters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aaron Thompson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ultravox,
Juan Atkins,
Cymande,
Roxette,
The Neon Judgement,
Mark Hollis,
The Wake,
Qualms,
Minutemen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Connie Case,
Zapp,
Bauhaus,
Yaz,
Erykah Badu,
Circle Jerks,
Kerri Chandler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jacob Miller,
Wally Richardson,
MC5,
Tears for Fears,
Pylon,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Bar-Kays,
The Human League,
Stetsasonic,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Robert Wyatt,
Country Teasers,
The Modern Lovers,
Todd Rundgren,
Jeru the Damaja,
PIL,
The Techniques,
The Gories,
The Count Five,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eurythmics,
Flash Fearless,
Q and Not U,
Niagra,
Prince Buster,
Cameo,
Rekid,
Peter & Gordon,
Avey Tare,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.