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 United Kingdom and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes 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 The Fortunes 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
CMW,
The Saints,
Scratch Acid,
Ken Boothe,
Anakelly,
John Coltrane,
Japan,
The Black Dice,
Mr. Review,
Boogie Down Productions,
Q and Not U,
Kayak,
Amon Düül II,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Todd Terry,
Joy Division,
Lindisfarne,
Davy DMX,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pole,
Qualms,
Jeff Lynne,
Pere Ubu,
Public Image Ltd.,
The J.B.'s,
The Happenings,
Juan Atkins,
Duran Duran,
The Names,
Pulsallama,
The Doobie Brothers,
Franke,
Loose Ends,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Crash Course in Science,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jeff Mills,
Mission of Burma,
Hoover,
Index,
the Swans,
Sugar Minott,
The Fortunes,
Niagra,
Anthony Braxton,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Matthew Bourne,
Girls At Our Best!,
Wire,
Kerri Chandler,
Morten Harket,
Deadbeat,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bad Manners,
Suburban Knight,
Bauhaus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
X-102,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gerry Rafferty,
Prince Buster,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.