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 Sierra Leone and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer 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 Sarah Menescal to the disco 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
The Motions,
Mr. Review,
Faust,
Frankie Knuckles,
China Crisis,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cowsills,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ronan,
Oneida,
Deadbeat,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Leaves,
Pagans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Morten Harket,
The Count Five,
Sparks,
ABBA,
Leonard Cohen,
The Gories,
Spoonie Gee,
Stockholm Monsters,
Derrick Morgan,
Pussy Galore,
DJ Sneak,
Man Parrish,
Ornette Coleman,
Brand Nubian,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gabor Szabo,
Flash Fearless,
the Sonics,
Janne Schatter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mandrill,
June Days,
Erasure,
Von Mondo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Charles Mingus,
EPMD,
U.S. Maple,
The Young Rascals,
Deakin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bob Dylan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Heaven 17,
Isaac Hayes,
Japan,
48th St. Collective,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Organ,
Lungfish,
Wire,
Gang Starr,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.