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 India and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bremen.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Oblivians to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
the Association,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eric Dolphy,
Kayak,
Byron Stingily,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mo-Dettes,
June of 44,
Colin Newman,
China Crisis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lower 48,
One Last Wish,
Stetsasonic,
Sugar Minott,
Amon Düül,
Minny Pops,
Roger Hodgson,
Crash Course in Science,
Technova,
Neil Young,
Anthony Braxton,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nas,
Siglo XX,
Brick,
Prince Buster,
The Neon Judgement,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pere Ubu,
Nick Fraelich,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Accadde A,
Aswad,
Liliput,
Kas Product,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ultravox,
Negative Approach,
David Bowie,
Lyres,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Goldenarms,
Ossler,
Morten Harket,
Cal Tjader,
Agent Orange,
Pulsallama,
Jacques Brel,
X-Ray Spex,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cybotron,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jeff Mills,
Archie Shepp,
James White and The Blacks,
X-102,
Black Bananas,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Deadbeat,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.