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 Bhutan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Severed Heads to the jazz 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Cecil Taylor,
The Skatalites,
Severed Heads,
Radiohead,
the Normal,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
H. Thieme,
Q65,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pantytec,
Iggy Pop,
Derrick May,
Minny Pops,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rekid,
Von Mondo,
Make Up,
Zapp,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Davy DMX,
Rapeman,
Hardrive,
Roxette,
Underground Resistance,
Q and Not U,
Lower 48,
Minor Threat,
Drexciya,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jacob Miller,
Panda Bear,
Quando Quango,
Yusef Lateef,
Tom Boy,
Franke,
The Modern Lovers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Oblivians,
Crispian St. Peters,
Section 25,
Guru Guru,
World's Most,
The Young Rascals,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Tremeloes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sonny Sharrock,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
MC5,
Outsiders,
Lucky Dragons,
Ronan,
The Offenders,
The Searchers,
Soul II Soul,
The Slits,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.