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 Peru and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb 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 The Vogues to the disco 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Rufus Thomas,
Sonic Youth,
Jerry's Kids,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pussy Galore,
The Slits,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Agitation Free,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cowsills,
Gichy Dan,
Hot Snakes,
David Bowie,
Aswad,
Max Romeo,
Country Teasers,
John Coltrane,
Roy Ayers,
Quadrant,
FM Einheit,
Godley & Creme,
Gang Green,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Roxy Music,
the Soft Cell,
Can,
Davy DMX,
Ossler,
Pole,
Joey Negro,
The Count Five,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Bananas,
Lucky Dragons,
Surgeon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
T. Rex,
Ludus,
Brand Nubian,
Morten Harket,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Howard Jones,
Matthew Bourne,
cv313,
The Gories,
Chrome,
Easy Going,
Nik Kershaw,
Zapp,
Delon & Dalcan,
Schoolly D,
Johnny Clarke,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Slackers,
Reagan Youth,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Tremeloes,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.