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 Lille.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Camouflage to the electroclash 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suicide,
Khruangbin,
Crispy Ambulance,
Main Source,
David McCallum,
Camberwell Now,
Mandrill,
Roxy Music,
Kerri Chandler,
Crooked Eye,
Black Moon,
Guru Guru,
Gerry Rafferty,
Stereo Dub,
Roy Ayers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sugar Minott,
Moebius,
Leonard Cohen,
Gil Scott Heron,
Stiv Bators,
Scan 7,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Howard Jones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Sheep,
The Fall,
Y Pants,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Babytalk,
The Techniques,
Tears for Fears,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Accadde A,
Nils Olav,
Terrestrial Tones,
a-ha,
Yellowson,
Sandy B,
Albert Ayler,
Bob Dylan,
The United States of America,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Isaac Hayes,
Oblivians,
Skriet,
John Lydon,
Lakeside,
The Skatalites,
Lalo Schifrin,
Shuggie Otis,
Pagans,
Public Enemy,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter and Kerry,
Boredoms,
Swell Maps,
Matthew Bourne,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.