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 Barbados and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amon Düül,
Swell Maps,
John Coltrane,
The Gap Band,
Trumans Water,
Basic Channel,
The Saints,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Sonics,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter & Gordon,
Aural Exciters,
Main Source,
Half Japanese,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fall,
Animal Collective,
Jandek,
Pharoah Sanders,
Charles Mingus,
Judy Mowatt,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Junior Murvin,
Agitation Free,
Amazonics,
The Pretty Things,
Jacques Brel,
D'Angelo,
Kaleidoscope,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Barbara Tucker,
Youth Brigade,
The Dave Clark Five,
Spoonie Gee,
Nils Olav,
Derrick May,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eddi Front,
Heaven 17,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Walker Brothers,
Colin Newman,
Negative Approach,
Rites of Spring,
Henry Cow,
Roy Ayers,
Joey Negro,
Unwound,
Panda Bear,
Y Pants,
Ultimate Spinach,
Das Ding,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Christie,
Duran Duran,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.