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 East Timor and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Halifax.
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 mellotron 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 Negative Approach to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Scratch Acid,
Nils Olav,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Graham Central Station,
Japan,
Outsiders,
PIL,
The Barracudas,
The Mummies,
Trumans Water,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Moody Blues,
The Doors,
Intrusion,
Scrapy,
The Grass Roots,
Derrick May,
Brand Nubian,
Brothers Johnson,
Zapp,
Avey Tare,
E-Dancer,
The Birthday Party,
Lalo Schifrin,
Public Image Ltd.,
Minnie Riperton,
Colin Newman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Thompson Twins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Steve Hackett,
Bob Dylan,
Kenny Larkin,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hasil Adkins,
ABC,
Cecil Taylor,
Wings,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kevin Saunderson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hardrive,
The Gap Band,
Marc Almond,
The Selecter,
Smog,
The Busters,
The Five Americans,
Ohio Players,
Unwound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Fugs,
Groovy Waters,
Tres Demented,
the Bar-Kays,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.