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 Lesotho and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Saccharine Trust to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Normal. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Robert Görl,
Tears for Fears,
Bob Dylan,
Kenny Larkin,
Motorama,
Gang of Four,
Sixth Finger,
The Gun Club,
Bluetip,
Moby Grape,
Pole,
The Saints,
The J.B.'s,
Flipper,
The Gladiators,
Monks,
Prince Buster,
Lungfish,
Brand Nubian,
Robert Hood,
Aloha Tigers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Los Fastidios,
Saccharine Trust,
Dual Sessions,
10cc,
Main Source,
Ken Boothe,
Neil Young,
The Durutti Column,
Kevin Saunderson,
Panda Bear,
AZ,
Warsaw,
Amon Düül,
Isaac Hayes,
Electric Prunes,
Funky Four + One,
Liliput,
Index,
Spandau Ballet,
Sam Rivers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
CMW,
Theoretical Girls,
Quando Quango,
Connie Case,
This Heat,
These Immortal Souls,
John Holt,
Ronan,
Anakelly,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fat Boys,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.