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 Angola and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Laurel Aitken 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken 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?
Bluetip,
Unwound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Das Ding,
the Slits,
Ohio Players,
Los Fastidios,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gil Scott Heron,
Spandau Ballet,
Flamin' Groovies,
kango's stein massive,
Fatback Band,
Hardrive,
The Martian,
the Fania All-Stars,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Steve Hackett,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Altered Images,
June of 44,
X-101,
Pussy Galore,
Girls At Our Best!,
Excepter,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Sound,
Terrestrial Tones,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lindisfarne,
Sixth Finger,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bill Near,
La Düsseldorf,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Zeros,
Aloha Tigers,
Skriet,
Donny Hathaway,
Aural Exciters,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rakim,
Bob Dylan,
Y Pants,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Erasure,
Robert Wyatt,
Outsiders,
Mad Mike,
Livin' Joy,
Camouflage,
The Offenders,
Althea and Donna,
Porter Ricks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Index,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.