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 Lebanon and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Interpol to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Judy Mowatt,
Sällskapet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Franke,
Andrew Hill,
Japan,
Lindisfarne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cecil Taylor,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Yaz,
Bobby Sherman,
Shoche,
Camouflage,
Cluster,
The Tremeloes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Fortunes,
Sound Behaviour,
Deadbeat,
The Young Rascals,
Rakim,
Cameo,
Alison Limerick,
David Bowie,
The Red Krayola,
JFA,
Flipper,
Eurythmics,
Letta Mbulu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Urselle,
The Victims,
Mars,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kool Moe Dee,
Television,
Byron Stingily,
LL Cool J,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Godley & Creme,
Moss Icon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rekid,
The Associates,
Sun City Girls,
Al Stewart,
Fugazi,
Sun Ra,
Quando Quango,
The Offenders,
Zapp,
Soul II Soul,
FM Einheit,
Pylon,
The Names,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cal Tjader,
David McCallum,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.