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 Manila.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Funky Four + One to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Q65,
FM Einheit,
The Index,
Eric Dolphy,
the Sonics,
Curtis Mayfield,
Prince Buster,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cymande,
Matthew Halsall,
Crime,
Sixth Finger,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cheater Slicks,
Lee Hazlewood,
This Heat,
Danielle Patucci,
The Neon Judgement,
the Swans,
The Young Rascals,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Martian,
Grauzone,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marc Almond,
JFA,
Lou Reed,
Kaleidoscope,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Depeche Mode,
Con Funk Shun,
Mark Hollis,
Gichy Dan,
Janne Schatter,
Marcia Griffiths,
Stockholm Monsters,
Niagra,
The Fortunes,
Godley & Creme,
Joensuu 1685,
June of 44,
Nirvana,
Ludus,
Soul Sonic Force,
K-Klass,
Angry Samoans,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Bananas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flamin' Groovies,
Harry Pussy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Victims,
Funkadelic,
Amon Düül II,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ultravox,
Supertramp,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.