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 Marshall Islands and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Beijing and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar 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 Sun Ra to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Icehouse,
The Beau Brummels,
Josef K,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Los Fastidios,
Cheater Slicks,
Letta Mbulu,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nick Fraelich,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mission of Burma,
Kevin Saunderson,
Quadrant,
The Cure,
K-Klass,
The Saints,
The Red Krayola,
Maleditus Sound,
Harry Pussy,
David Bowie,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Knickerbockers,
The Velvet Underground,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soulsonic Force,
Japan,
Hardrive,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Kinks,
Q65,
The Associates,
The Doobie Brothers,
Negative Approach,
48th St. Collective,
Procol Harum,
Black Moon,
June of 44,
Kerri Chandler,
The Motions,
Eli Mardock,
Bauhaus,
The Smoke,
Wire,
Skarface,
Al Stewart,
The Skatalites,
Dave Gahan,
John Holt,
Gang Starr,
The Fugs,
Ossler,
Rotary Connection,
Frankie Knuckles,
Warren Ellis,
Radio Birdman,
Mad Mike,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Star Department,
Alison Limerick,
Severed Heads,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.