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 Peru and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Lou Christie,
The Litter,
Lalann,
OOIOO,
The Fuzztones,
Joensuu 1685,
MC5,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Can,
World's Most,
The Kinks,
Grauzone,
Jandek,
Royal Trux,
Bang On A Can,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Flag,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Q65,
Icehouse,
Joe Finger,
Dawn Penn,
Donny Hathaway,
EPMD,
Minnie Riperton,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Matthew Halsall,
James White and The Blacks,
Gang Starr,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kaleidoscope,
Tom Boy,
Blancmange,
The Electric Prunes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roxette,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Marine Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Junior Murvin,
Kas Product,
The Doobie Brothers,
Todd Terry,
Sonic Youth,
Alison Limerick,
Country Teasers,
David Bowie,
The Moody Blues,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Cramps,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Girls At Our Best!,
China Crisis,
Radiohead,
Alphaville,
JFA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
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.