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 Fiji and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cal Tjader to the crunk 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Groovy Waters,
The Evens,
Prince Buster,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bronski Beat,
Public Image Ltd.,
Q65,
Jeru the Damaja,
John Foxx,
Slick Rick,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dead C,
Andrew Hill,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
MC5,
Max Romeo,
James White and The Blacks,
Silicon Teens,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dawn Penn,
Hashim,
Dark Day,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cal Tjader,
LL Cool J,
Suburban Knight,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jacob Miller,
L. Decosne,
Lyres,
The Golliwogs,
The Sound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scott Walker,
Slave,
World's Most,
A Certain Ratio,
Fad Gadget,
Agent Orange,
Mad Mike,
The Motions,
Barry Ungar,
Massinfluence,
Easy Going,
Royal Trux,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Red Krayola,
PIL,
The Remains,
Model 500,
Aswad,
Quando Quango,
Trumans Water,
Nick Fraelich,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bootsy Collins,
Country Teasers,
Guru Guru,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.