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 Palau and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the rock 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Eric Dolphy,
Wire,
John Holt,
The Motions,
Swell Maps,
The Neon Judgement,
10cc,
FM Einheit,
Ohio Players,
Mo-Dettes,
Model 500,
Girls At Our Best!,
Juan Atkins,
Colin Newman,
Nick Fraelich,
Urselle,
Jacob Miller,
Cybotron,
cv313,
Piero Umiliani,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kurtis Blow,
Accadde A,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Kinks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Sound,
The Fortunes,
L. Decosne,
Moss Icon,
the Germs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Green,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Thee Headcoats,
Essential Logic,
The Stooges,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soft Machine,
Lee Hazlewood,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pantaleimon,
Marmalade,
Deadbeat,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sun City Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Massinfluence,
Sex Pistols,
The Last Poets,
Tres Demented,
Lalo Schifrin,
Magazine,
Eric Copeland,
Animal Collective,
Technova,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.