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 Ghana and from Glasgow.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans 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?
The Buckinghams,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Colin Newman,
Faraquet,
The Modern Lovers,
Q65,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Main Source,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Von Mondo,
Aaron Thompson,
Rod Modell,
Nick Fraelich,
The Gories,
Eric Copeland,
Intrusion,
The Monks,
Camberwell Now,
Ossler,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Bar-Kays,
Sun Ra,
The Pretty Things,
Magma,
Monolake,
Connie Case,
Maleditus Sound,
The Toasters,
The Fortunes,
Darondo,
Isaac Hayes,
Alphaville,
Fluxion,
The Dave Clark Five,
Slave,
Scan 7,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Bananas,
cv313,
Los Fastidios,
Visage,
Theoretical Girls,
Mad Mike,
The Monochrome Set,
EPMD,
The Martian,
Radiopuhelimet,
PIL,
Essential Logic,
Brick,
The Neon Judgement,
Reagan Youth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Buzzcocks,
Sister Nancy,
The Pop Group,
Black Sheep,
Lucky Dragons,
Albert Ayler,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.