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 India and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the sitar 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the punk 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Groovy Waters,
Kerri Chandler,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
New Order,
Scrapy,
Kas Product,
Mo-Dettes,
Babytalk,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Heaven 17,
Bob Dylan,
Letta Mbulu,
Althea and Donna,
Lucky Dragons,
a-ha,
Crispy Ambulance,
Girls At Our Best!,
Half Japanese,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soft Machine,
The Techniques,
CMW,
Electric Prunes,
Donald Byrd,
The Dave Clark Five,
Desert Stars,
Al Stewart,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
FM Einheit,
Delon & Dalcan,
D'Angelo,
Morten Harket,
Mad Mike,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bronski Beat,
Throbbing Gristle,
Faraquet,
Marmalade,
Reuben Wilson,
Ossler,
Animal Collective,
Darondo,
Television,
Lower 48,
Dead Boys,
Los Fastidios,
K-Klass,
Joey Negro,
The J.B.'s,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brick,
Lakeside,
Minutemen,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Vladislav Delay,
Average White Band,
Kayak,
The Motions,
Barbara Tucker,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.