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 Zambia and from Manchester.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin 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 David McCallum to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
The Litter,
R.M.O.,
The Mojo Men,
Deadbeat,
Monolake,
These Immortal Souls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fat Boys,
X-101,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The J.B.'s,
FM Einheit,
Iggy Pop,
Interpol,
The Fuzztones,
Tears for Fears,
Eli Mardock,
Bobby Womack,
Delta 5,
Young Marble Giants,
James White and The Blacks,
Erykah Badu,
The Barracudas,
EPMD,
Terrestrial Tones,
David McCallum,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bronski Beat,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Brass Construction,
Schoolly D,
Eden Ahbez,
Terry Callier,
Zero Boys,
Buzzcocks,
Yaz,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Con Funk Shun,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Divine Comedy,
Carl Craig,
Panda Bear,
Intrusion,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kenny Larkin,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
OOIOO,
Magma,
The Five Americans,
The Fugs,
The Kinks,
Gichy Dan,
Mad Mike,
Pulsallama,
Ponytail,
Lower 48,
Black Pus,
Ornette Coleman,
Lyres,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.