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 Panama and from Tehran.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Thompson Twins to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Khruangbin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Negative Approach,
Agent Orange,
The Associates,
Make Up,
Funky Four + One,
Rod Modell,
John Foxx,
Judy Mowatt,
Ultra Naté,
The Names,
Jandek,
Panda Bear,
The Grass Roots,
Monolake,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ponytail,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Count Five,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jacques Brel,
Skaos,
Kenny Larkin,
the Human League,
OOIOO,
the Germs,
Gabor Szabo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Johnny Clarke,
Infiniti,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cluster,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ohio Players,
R.M.O.,
Pole,
The Toasters,
48th St. Collective,
Boz Scaggs,
Flash Fearless,
Parry Music,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Technova,
Das Ding,
Michelle Simonal,
Nirvana,
Banda Bassotti,
Aaron Thompson,
The Misunderstood,
D'Angelo,
Deakin,
The Barracudas,
Crispy Ambulance,
Althea and Donna,
The Happenings,
Susan Cadogan,
Lightning Bolt,
Lou Christie,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.