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 Gambia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin 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 Tim Buckley to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Aural Exciters,
Aloha Tigers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tom Boy,
Marc Almond,
Eurythmics,
Lindisfarne,
John Foxx,
Swell Maps,
Liliput,
Supertramp,
Barrington Levy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Robert Hood,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
10cc,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bill Near,
Buzzcocks,
Stiv Bators,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lyres,
Urselle,
Oblivians,
Joe Finger,
Lightning Bolt,
Spoonie Gee,
T. Rex,
The Blues Magoos,
The Selecter,
UT,
Negative Approach,
Grauzone,
Soft Machine,
Make Up,
Lou Christie,
Soft Cell,
Joy Division,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cheater Slicks,
Television Personalities,
Alphaville,
The Slits,
Peter & Gordon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Faust,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Motions,
Alice Coltrane,
Television,
Funkadelic,
Pulsallama,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rhythm & Sound,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.