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 Estonia 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bill Near to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Lakeside,
Deakin,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ten City,
Sandy B,
Johnny Clarke,
In Retrospect,
Stetsasonic,
A Certain Ratio,
Circle Jerks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eli Mardock,
Althea and Donna,
John Cale,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
New Order,
The Sound,
KRS-One,
The Names,
Joy Division,
Reagan Youth,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Birthday Party,
Yellowson,
Dark Day,
The Evens,
Yazoo,
K-Klass,
The Techniques,
The United States of America,
This Heat,
Country Teasers,
Maleditus Sound,
DJ Style,
The J.B.'s,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Derrick Morgan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Black Pus,
The Knickerbockers,
The Residents,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Trojans,
Ituana,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
One Last Wish,
Faraquet,
Todd Terry,
The Seeds,
Malaria!,
the Sonics,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scientists,
Kevin Saunderson,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Searchers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.