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 Ethiopia and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Nation of Ulysses to the dance 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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Schoolly D,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Anthony Braxton,
Camouflage,
The Stooges,
Desert Stars,
Cecil Taylor,
the Swans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Swans,
Ten City,
Sandy B,
Johnny Clarke,
Das Ding,
The Doors,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sparks,
Bobby Womack,
The Blackbyrds,
Fatback Band,
The Happenings,
Lou Reed,
Cymande,
Pierre Henry,
B.T. Express,
Severed Heads,
Jeff Mills,
New Order,
Freddie Wadling,
Swell Maps,
Gastr Del Sol,
Leonard Cohen,
Fear,
Eric Copeland,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Fania All-Stars,
Altered Images,
Cybotron,
Half Japanese,
Youth Brigade,
The Sonics,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Susan Cadogan,
Brick,
Vladislav Delay,
Ronan,
Jacques Brel,
Qualms,
Section 25,
The Walker Brothers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Thompson Twins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scientists,
Second Layer,
Fugazi,
Masters at Work,
K-Klass,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.