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 France and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Chris Corsano 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Radio Birdman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Aaron Thompson,
Joe Finger,
The Grass Roots,
Sarah Menescal,
Swell Maps,
Sonic Youth,
Lou Christie,
Tom Boy,
Black Bananas,
Mars,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ken Boothe,
Flamin' Groovies,
Circle Jerks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Monks,
Liliput,
Albert Ayler,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
X-Ray Spex,
Cameo,
The Motions,
Neu!,
Outsiders,
PIL,
Zero Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Animal Collective,
The J.B.'s,
Kerri Chandler,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
T. Rex,
Tubeway Army,
The Busters,
Porter Ricks,
The Young Rascals,
Chris Corsano,
The Fugs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Adolescents,
The Trojans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fatback Band,
Stetsasonic,
The Slackers,
Cecil Taylor,
Graham Central Station,
The Selecter,
The Sound,
Absolute Body Control,
Buzzcocks,
Shoche,
Black Moon,
Robert Wyatt,
Oblivians,
Pole,
Joe Smooth,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.