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 Mozambique and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Robert Palmer 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 Jeff Mills to the grime 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Amon Düül,
Dave Gahan,
Sight & Sound,
Joe Smooth,
The Red Krayola,
Barclay James Harvest,
David Bowie,
The Stooges,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Buzzcocks,
Dark Day,
Subhumans,
AZ,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mo-Dettes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jandek,
Johnny Osbourne,
Can,
Leonard Cohen,
B.T. Express,
X-102,
Oneida,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Absolute Body Control,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crooked Eye,
Sam Rivers,
Inner City,
Electric Prunes,
Q and Not U,
Visage,
10cc,
The Monks,
The United States of America,
Aswad,
Neil Young,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nils Olav,
Von Mondo,
The Young Rascals,
Black Bananas,
Marmalade,
Quando Quango,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Standells,
Cameo,
Cal Tjader,
Desert Stars,
Al Stewart,
The Names,
Smog,
Shoche,
Scrapy,
Pussy Galore,
Funky Four + One,
Man Parrish,
48th St. Collective,
La Düsseldorf,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.