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 Bahamas 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Barracudas to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Brothers Johnson,
Intrusion,
E-Dancer,
Delta 5,
Scott Walker,
Khruangbin,
Soft Machine,
Todd Terry,
Hardrive,
The J.B.'s,
Jerry's Kids,
Unrelated Segments,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cymande,
Davy DMX,
EPMD,
10cc,
Patti Smith,
Byron Stingily,
48th St. Collective,
Sparks,
Half Japanese,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hasil Adkins,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gladiators,
Blake Baxter,
Anthony Braxton,
Josef K,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ponytail,
The Zeros,
Das Ding,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Circle Jerks,
Gang of Four,
Kurtis Blow,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Loose Ends,
cv313,
John Foxx,
The Grass Roots,
Bluetip,
Tomorrow,
Simply Red,
Johnny Osbourne,
Carl Craig,
Monks,
Chris Corsano,
Tim Buckley,
Country Teasers,
Jawbox,
The Invisible,
Eurythmics,
The Misunderstood,
the Sonics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Y Pants,
Charles Mingus,
Grauzone,
Mad Mike,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.