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 Sweden and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Michael McDonald 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 The Pretty Things to the rock 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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Rufus Thomas,
Interpol,
Barry Ungar,
Carl Craig,
Von Mondo,
Chrome,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sister Nancy,
Camberwell Now,
Sonic Youth,
Colin Newman,
Porter Ricks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fela Kuti,
Roy Ayers,
Cheater Slicks,
Joey Negro,
Soft Cell,
Sixth Finger,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kayak,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Monks,
The Grass Roots,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rod Modell,
Throbbing Gristle,
E-Dancer,
Joe Finger,
Dead Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Los Fastidios,
Crispy Ambulance,
Al Stewart,
Thompson Twins,
Rotary Connection,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Altered Images,
Mad Mike,
Aaron Thompson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Whodini,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Andrew Hill,
Minor Threat,
Laurel Aitken,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Ponytail,
Funky Four + One,
EPMD,
The Skatalites,
MC5,
Duran Duran,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Agitation Free,
John Lydon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lungfish,
Tomorrow,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.