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 Micronesia and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manchester.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the marimba 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 Peter and Kerry to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Soft Cell,
Ronnie Foster,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mark Hollis,
Deakin,
Robert Hood,
The Stooges,
Ronan,
Flash Fearless,
The Real Kids,
Wolf Eyes,
F. McDonald,
Faust,
Yaz,
The Fall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bizarre Inc.,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joy Division,
Aaron Thompson,
Scrapy,
Kurtis Blow,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lalann,
AZ,
Jacques Brel,
The Birthday Party,
The Count Five,
Bad Manners,
Panda Bear,
Drive Like Jehu,
Faraquet,
The Move,
Max Romeo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Roger Hodgson,
Funkadelic,
Babytalk,
Robert Wyatt,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Sonics,
Lower 48,
Mantronix,
Deadbeat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sun Ra,
David McCallum,
Boz Scaggs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kerri Chandler,
New Order,
Aloha Tigers,
Altered Images,
Magma,
Soft Machine,
Barry Ungar,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.