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 Ukraine and from Woodstock.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the punk 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Agent Orange,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Blackbyrds,
David McCallum,
The Raincoats,
Scientists,
Gil Scott Heron,
F. McDonald,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alphaville,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pharoah Sanders,
The United States of America,
LL Cool J,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pagans,
The Wake,
Country Teasers,
One Last Wish,
The Moody Blues,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bobby Womack,
Loose Ends,
Ultravox,
Newcleus,
KRS-One,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jerry's Kids,
June Days,
Isaac Hayes,
Derrick Morgan,
Jeff Lynne,
The Mojo Men,
Moebius,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pierre Henry,
Dual Sessions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Q and Not U,
The Angels of Light,
Max Romeo,
the Sonics,
Idris Muhammad,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Arthur Verocai,
Aswad,
Make Up,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eli Mardock,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fluxion,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Trojans,
Rapeman,
The Litter,
Suburban Knight,
Sight & Sound,
The Modern Lovers,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.