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 Pakistan and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 James White and The Blacks to the dance 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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Robert Wyatt,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fall,
Grandmaster Flash,
Colin Newman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Warren Ellis,
Laurel Aitken,
Metal Thangz,
Yusef Lateef,
Erykah Badu,
World's Most,
Derrick Morgan,
The Misunderstood,
Nick Fraelich,
The Dirtbombs,
David Axelrod,
Stiv Bators,
Andrew Hill,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Procol Harum,
Groovy Waters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Second Layer,
Juan Atkins,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
A Certain Ratio,
Roxette,
Wire,
The Searchers,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Star Department,
Camberwell Now,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Max Romeo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Invisible,
Public Image Ltd.,
Anthony Braxton,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fat Boys,
Main Source,
Duran Duran,
Ash Ra Tempel,
B.T. Express,
Q65,
Livin' Joy,
Ken Boothe,
Eve St. Jones,
Avey Tare,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Infiniti,
Japan,
Young Marble Giants,
Minor Threat,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.