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 Nicaragua and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum 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 Hot Snakes to the rock 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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
8 Eyed Spy,
Half Japanese,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sound,
Lyres,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Womack,
Nils Olav,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Move,
Electric Prunes,
E-Dancer,
Rod Modell,
The Seeds,
Shuggie Otis,
Boz Scaggs,
Supertramp,
T.S.O.L.,
AZ,
Fela Kuti,
Kevin Saunderson,
KRS-One,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yusef Lateef,
Gabor Szabo,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Motions,
Max Romeo,
Delon & Dalcan,
The New Christs,
Bobby Sherman,
Sound Behaviour,
Arthur Verocai,
Barrington Levy,
Joe Finger,
Negative Approach,
The Neon Judgement,
Sun Ra,
Sparks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Von Mondo,
Camberwell Now,
The Divine Comedy,
The Martian,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Swell Maps,
June Days,
Oneida,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Excepter,
The Selecter,
Rosa Yemen,
a-ha,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.