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 Kazakhstan and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Paris.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ 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 Audionom to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
The Birthday Party,
Peter & Gordon,
World's Most,
Traffic Nightmare,
Piero Umiliani,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
David McCallum,
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kerrie Biddell,
Deakin,
Brick,
Supertramp,
Half Japanese,
Mars,
This Heat,
Lou Reed,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rosa Yemen,
Kevin Saunderson,
Average White Band,
Suicide,
The Saints,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rites of Spring,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aswad,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Interpol,
Skarface,
X-102,
Johnny Clarke,
MC5,
Charles Mingus,
Moss Icon,
Cheater Slicks,
Fluxion,
Ice-T,
David Bowie,
Dark Day,
Electric Prunes,
Subhumans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Modern Lovers,
Talk Talk,
The Last Poets,
DJ Style,
Althea and Donna,
June Days,
Bobby Womack,
Jeff Lynne,
EPMD,
Terrestrial Tones,
James White and The Blacks,
New Age Steppers,
Laurel Aitken,
Hoover,
The Walker Brothers,
X-101,
Letta Mbulu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.