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 Niger and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar 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 Tommy Roe 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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
The Cowsills,
The Martian,
Animal Collective,
Fugazi,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rekid,
Donald Byrd,
Charles Mingus,
Jawbox,
Sarah Menescal,
Magazine,
Young Marble Giants,
Peter and Kerry,
Donny Hathaway,
Kerri Chandler,
cv313,
10cc,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Litter,
Ornette Coleman,
Rhythm & Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Human League,
The Doors,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Music Machine,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joe Smooth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Tremeloes,
Bronski Beat,
Sixth Finger,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lungfish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Letta Mbulu,
Terry Callier,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tears for Fears,
The Saints,
World's Most,
The Dirtbombs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Grass Roots,
Malaria!,
Susan Cadogan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bush Tetras,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fall,
The Names,
Mo-Dettes,
John Cale,
Mission of Burma,
The Toasters,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.