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 Bahamas and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Groovy Waters to the crunk 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Symarip,
OOIOO,
Alison Limerick,
Arcadia,
Juan Atkins,
Ronan,
Television,
The Fall,
The Stooges,
June Days,
Tears for Fears,
PIL,
Alice Coltrane,
The Busters,
The American Breed,
Second Layer,
Adolescents,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Reed,
MC5,
Nick Fraelich,
Lungfish,
The J.B.'s,
Underground Resistance,
Monolake,
The Doors,
Quando Quango,
Index,
Toni Rubio,
Slick Rick,
Glenn Branca,
This Heat,
Alphaville,
Radiopuhelimet,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sun Ra,
The Evens,
Icehouse,
Minnie Riperton,
Flash Fearless,
The Remains,
Andrew Hill,
Dennis Brown,
Dawn Penn,
Black Bananas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Surgeon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
EPMD,
Terry Callier,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Albert Ayler,
DJ Sneak,
Mo-Dettes,
Todd Rundgren,
Minny Pops,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Funky Four + One,
Spandau Ballet,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.