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 Gabon and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Philadelphia.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Freddie Wadling,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Todd Rundgren,
Animal Collective,
Amazonics,
Robert Wyatt,
Scan 7,
Icehouse,
Kenny Larkin,
Marvin Gaye,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tres Demented,
Eric Copeland,
Moby Grape,
Aural Exciters,
The Divine Comedy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Negative Approach,
Erykah Badu,
Scratch Acid,
Rod Modell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Motions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crash Course in Science,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Busters,
The Moody Blues,
Sonic Youth,
Alphaville,
D'Angelo,
Sound Behaviour,
Ornette Coleman,
Swans,
Main Source,
Steve Hackett,
Average White Band,
Suburban Knight,
Michelle Simonal,
Bush Tetras,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nils Olav,
Magazine,
David Bowie,
Connie Case,
The Beau Brummels,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jeru the Damaja,
48th St. Collective,
JFA,
Joy Division,
Moebius,
The Fuzztones,
Essential Logic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jacob Miller,
Amon Düül II,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.