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 Colombia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe 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 Intrusion to the disco 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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ken Boothe,
Kayak,
The Sonics,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camouflage,
Metal Thangz,
The Skatalites,
Alphaville,
Curtis Mayfield,
U.S. Maple,
Andrew Hill,
Blancmange,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Chris & Cosey,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rotary Connection,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rapeman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Chris Corsano,
Interpol,
Albert Ayler,
Siglo XX,
Desert Stars,
Motorama,
Pagans,
MC5,
Pantytec,
Vainqueur,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Porter Ricks,
Maurizio,
The Star Department,
Bang On A Can,
The Seeds,
Leonard Cohen,
Flipper,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barrington Levy,
Bush Tetras,
Max Romeo,
Subhumans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marc Almond,
Donny Hathaway,
Essential Logic,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bad Manners,
Patti Smith,
Aswad,
CMW,
In Retrospect,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jeff Lynne,
The Offenders,
Moby Grape,
Jandek,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.