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 Mexico and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 T. Rex to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lindisfarne,
Erasure,
Alice Coltrane,
Parry Music,
Scan 7,
Smog,
Hoover,
Bauhaus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Country Teasers,
Soulsonic Force,
Absolute Body Control,
Fear,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Electric Prunes,
Alton Ellis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gichy Dan,
Judy Mowatt,
La Düsseldorf,
Susan Cadogan,
KRS-One,
Make Up,
The Seeds,
Mo-Dettes,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Fania All-Stars,
Throbbing Gristle,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Robert Görl,
Neil Young,
Sex Pistols,
Moss Icon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ultravox,
Lyres,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Circle Jerks,
The Fire Engines,
the Bar-Kays,
Roger Hodgson,
The Doors,
Brand Nubian,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Derrick Morgan,
Fatback Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Andrew Hill,
Moebius,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Vogues,
Kayak,
Nico,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.