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 Uruguay and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier 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 punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Khruangbin,
Alice Coltrane,
Mark Hollis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gang of Four,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Slick Rick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobby Byrd,
The Fugs,
Procol Harum,
Yellowson,
Barbara Tucker,
Camouflage,
Henry Cow,
Altered Images,
The Misunderstood,
The Litter,
Grauzone,
The Associates,
Oblivians,
Ossler,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marvin Gaye,
Oneida,
Joyce Sims,
Livin' Joy,
Massinfluence,
Eddi Front,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tim Buckley,
Piero Umiliani,
Gastr Del Sol,
JFA,
The Real Kids,
Royal Trux,
Drexciya,
Minny Pops,
Tom Boy,
The Invisible,
E-Dancer,
Anthony Braxton,
John Cale,
David McCallum,
The Selecter,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Angels of Light,
Hoover,
Delta 5,
The Alarm Clocks,
Smog,
Godley & Creme,
Ten City,
Tomorrow,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Chrome,
The Sound,
Bush Tetras,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.