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 Netherlands and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 David Bowie 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 Animal Collective to the rap 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Mad Mike,
Danielle Patucci,
Funky Four + One,
Aswad,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Infiniti,
Glenn Branca,
June Days,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
EPMD,
Au Pairs,
The Associates,
Boredoms,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Names,
John Coltrane,
Drexciya,
Alton Ellis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wire,
Lightning Bolt,
JFA,
Amon Düül II,
Scientists,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Smiths,
Buzzcocks,
Delta 5,
Sun Ra,
Cameo,
Bill Near,
Roy Ayers,
Sun City Girls,
Quantec,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gong,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sister Nancy,
Agent Orange,
Thompson Twins,
X-Ray Spex,
the Normal,
The Misunderstood,
Pole,
Jawbox,
Aloha Tigers,
Monks,
Porter Ricks,
Rapeman,
Wolf Eyes,
Crash Course in Science,
Jeff Mills,
The Blackbyrds,
The Neon Judgement,
Cal Tjader,
The Music Machine,
Howard Jones,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Wake,
Moebius,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.