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 Nauru and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Neu! to the grime 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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Patti Smith,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Inner City,
Panda Bear,
The Gories,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Monochrome Set,
Jandek,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nils Olav,
Dead Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Outsiders,
The Music Machine,
Gang Green,
Brand Nubian,
Traffic Nightmare,
Massinfluence,
This Heat,
Godley & Creme,
Danielle Patucci,
10cc,
Motorama,
Funky Four + One,
Camouflage,
Janne Schatter,
Ice-T,
Warren Ellis,
Tim Buckley,
Alton Ellis,
Henry Cow,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Franke,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Simply Red,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sister Nancy,
Sandy B,
The Misunderstood,
Don Cherry,
Judy Mowatt,
KRS-One,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ronnie Foster,
Second Layer,
T.S.O.L.,
Thompson Twins,
Los Fastidios,
The Electric Prunes,
Deadbeat,
The Moleskins,
Theoretical Girls,
The Durutti Column,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Stetsasonic,
Matthew Bourne,
Liliput,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.