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 Korea North and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 arpeggiator 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 Dual Sessions to the rock 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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Letta Mbulu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Cheater Slicks,
These Immortal Souls,
Camouflage,
Alice Coltrane,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lower 48,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Golliwogs,
Urselle,
Crime,
The Motions,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Junior Murvin,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Robert Wyatt,
Suicide,
Alison Limerick,
Howard Jones,
Dual Sessions,
Delta 5,
Animal Collective,
Sun City Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Khruangbin,
Banda Bassotti,
Anakelly,
Technova,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Doors,
Soft Cell,
Theoretical Girls,
Heaven 17,
the Normal,
Trumans Water,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ultravox,
Lou Reed,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
D'Angelo,
Neil Young,
Sun Ra,
Pylon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Derrick May,
The Seeds,
Q and Not U,
Grey Daturas,
Oblivians,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gong,
Pussy Galore,
Michelle Simonal,
L. Decosne,
Steve Hackett,
The Velvet Underground,
Piero Umiliani,
Shuggie Otis,
Gabor Szabo,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.