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 Indonesia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 guitar 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 Delon & Dalcan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
The Detroit Cobras,
Soul Sonic Force,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
David McCallum,
Procol Harum,
OOIOO,
48th St. Collective,
Ronan,
The Fugs,
The Skatalites,
the Association,
Lalann,
The Electric Prunes,
Trumans Water,
The Dirtbombs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Monolake,
Joy Division,
MC5,
Index,
ABBA,
Ornette Coleman,
The Selecter,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roxy Music,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Womack,
Peter & Gordon,
Royal Trux,
Tubeway Army,
T. Rex,
Urselle,
The Blues Magoos,
The Evens,
Deadbeat,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Bar-Kays,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Au Pairs,
Alton Ellis,
Echospace,
The Gap Band,
Thompson Twins,
Sexual Harrassment,
Minnie Riperton,
Mr. Review,
Organ,
Angry Samoans,
Wings,
Swans,
Scratch Acid,
UT,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mission of Burma,
Stetsasonic,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Doors,
Juan Atkins,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.