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 Netherlands and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 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 Audionom to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
The Barracudas,
Aswad,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fuzztones,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Golliwogs,
Kerri Chandler,
Patti Smith,
Half Japanese,
the Soft Cell,
Kayak,
Bill Near,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Walker Brothers,
Rod Modell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crispy Ambulance,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
X-101,
Godley & Creme,
Bluetip,
The Invisible,
Hashim,
Von Mondo,
The Offenders,
Groovy Waters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Move,
Interpol,
Cal Tjader,
Toni Rubio,
Nation of Ulysses,
CMW,
The Searchers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Blake Baxter,
David McCallum,
Amon Düül II,
Roxette,
Visage,
Negative Approach,
Ohio Players,
Laurel Aitken,
Inner City,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Sun City Girls,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deakin,
Nils Olav,
The Wake,
Lungfish,
JFA,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
ABBA,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.