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 Sierra Leone and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 Manchester and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the grime 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Drive Like Jehu,
Amazonics,
Roxette,
The Skatalites,
Chris Corsano,
New Age Steppers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
JFA,
The Leaves,
Danielle Patucci,
The Gories,
Masters at Work,
Joe Finger,
Cecil Taylor,
Marvin Gaye,
Icehouse,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ponytail,
The Motions,
Josef K,
Hoover,
Tres Demented,
FM Einheit,
Cluster,
China Crisis,
Steve Hackett,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barrington Levy,
the Normal,
LL Cool J,
Mars,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
La Düsseldorf,
Camouflage,
Half Japanese,
The Selecter,
Boz Scaggs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Porter Ricks,
The Monochrome Set,
James White and The Blacks,
Roger Hodgson,
Grey Daturas,
Grauzone,
Fela Kuti,
Man Parrish,
The Moleskins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lalo Schifrin,
Brick,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Glambeats Corp.,
Schoolly D,
Wolf Eyes,
The Barracudas,
Tubeway Army,
Sixth Finger,
Joyce Sims,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.