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 Iran and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Winnipeg.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Tomorrow to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Public Image Ltd.,
Groovy Waters,
Saccharine Trust,
Blake Baxter,
Darondo,
Joe Finger,
Glenn Branca,
Tres Demented,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cymande,
Piero Umiliani,
Jeff Lynne,
Electric Prunes,
Don Cherry,
The Gories,
Intrusion,
Sun City Girls,
Freddie Wadling,
Aloha Tigers,
Matthew Bourne,
Lou Reed,
Albert Ayler,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Black Dice,
Mission of Burma,
Funky Four + One,
Faraquet,
Leonard Cohen,
Liliput,
Jesper Dahlback,
Delta 5,
Swans,
Sam Rivers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tim Buckley,
Tropical Tobacco,
Livin' Joy,
Graham Central Station,
Nik Kershaw,
Main Source,
Theoretical Girls,
Make Up,
The Velvet Underground,
Lyres,
Toni Rubio,
LL Cool J,
Zero Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Blackbyrds,
Das Ding,
Anakelly,
Minny Pops,
Josef K,
Crime,
The Music Machine,
Supertramp,
Radiohead,
The Golliwogs,
Laurel Aitken,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Invisible,
Junior Murvin,
Charles Mingus,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.