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 Niger and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 spring reverb 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Blancmange,
Arab on Radar,
Agitation Free,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Little Man,
Radio Birdman,
FM Einheit,
The Seeds,
Intrusion,
Babytalk,
Black Flag,
Audionom,
Toni Rubio,
New York Dolls,
Skaos,
Marcia Griffiths,
Chris Corsano,
cv313,
the Human League,
Ronnie Foster,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Birthday Party,
JFA,
Spandau Ballet,
Youth Brigade,
Gang Green,
The Gladiators,
Deadbeat,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Byron Stingily,
Joy Division,
Inner City,
Rotary Connection,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
June Days,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kerri Chandler,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Parry Music,
The Grass Roots,
James White and The Blacks,
Depeche Mode,
Scratch Acid,
Reuben Wilson,
Cymande,
Rosa Yemen,
Roger Hodgson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Victims,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Martian,
One Last Wish,
The Gap Band,
Popol Vuh,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lou Reed,
Anakelly,
Unrelated Segments,
Graham Central Station,
Fat Boys,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.