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 Grenada and from Johannesburg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the funk 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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
The Human League,
Erasure,
Fatback Band,
Eurythmics,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camberwell Now,
Tomorrow,
JFA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rites of Spring,
Niagra,
Eden Ahbez,
Mars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eli Mardock,
LL Cool J,
June Days,
The Buckinghams,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang Gang Dance,
Davy DMX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Circle Jerks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Crooked Eye,
Duran Duran,
Leonard Cohen,
Godley & Creme,
Nirvana,
Michelle Simonal,
Traffic Nightmare,
DJ Sneak,
EPMD,
Prince Buster,
Massinfluence,
Soft Machine,
Barbara Tucker,
The Black Dice,
Nick Fraelich,
Robert Görl,
The Busters,
Loose Ends,
Glambeats Corp.,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Searchers,
Deepchord,
Sonny Sharrock,
Amazonics,
Stereo Dub,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Soul II Soul,
Los Fastidios,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marmalade,
Supertramp,
The Selecter,
Groovy Waters,
Television,
Joyce Sims,
Sam Rivers,
The Durutti Column,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.